Susan hummed to herself as Lucy fell silent again, no doubt getting prickly about the idea of Susan performing the any sort of magic for her. It was a shame, she mused, that Lucy seemed so obstinate about magic; it would have made her life immeasurably easier. Well, in the present it would have made things easier, during the War perhaps not so much, but still. She shook her head and focused on not smacking into pole.
"Absolutely," Susan replied, picking up an emerald green dress in a similar style, and after a moment, a deep burgundy one as well. "How about these," she asked, handing them over. She smiled slightly at Lucy's declaration but shook her head. "It's not anything esoteric, it's just..." she looked around for inspiration to try and explain. "It's the difference to a red thats got more orange in it, and a red that has more blue in it? Does that make any sort of discernible sense or do I sound like a madwoman?"