Caspian listened to her story, leaning his forearms on the edge of the table and shifting toward her slightly, his posture indicating extreme attentiveness. "I believe the Narnians and the Amazonians would have quite a good deal in common, were they to meet," he said with a decided nod. After all, his people had been oppressed and all but wiped out at one point.

"I don't know of any here," Caspian laughed lightly, "But if I run into one, I'll be certain to let you know." He thought about her question and smiled. "Some are just as you would expect, I'd imagine, and some would take you greatly by surprise. They are - well now - accepted citizens of the land, and they maintain homes and trades just like the Telemarines do," he shrugged. "I'm not sure that their viewpoints are much different from our own, though there are always a few that view themselves a great deal higher in class than the rest. In truth, I'm so accustomed to them that I don't even notice anymore. Though it was a great shock the first time an animal spoke to me," he laughed at the memory. "They were all in hiding for a very long time prior to that."

Caspian nodded. "A ghost. Perhaps in the other world as well, though I'm not certain. I died there, of a blissfully old age, and so to return...I wouldn't exist. But here..." He reached out and brushed his fingers against her own. "I'm very much alive."