"The Elysian Fields? Tartarus?" Caspian repeated, clearly never having heard of either of those places, if the confused look on his face was any indication. "What are those places like?" he asked, interested.

He smiled a bit at her enthusiasm over the possibility of the books, and shrugged slightly. "It would be worth a shot," he admitted. "Lucy Pevensie is her name, though I don't know, she may have married before writing them," he shrugged. "Miss Hermione said something about The Chronicles of Narnia, so that may help you in your search." For himself, he didn't particularly want to read them, even through the eyes of a child. Living the events once had been enough.

Caspian nodded and reached out to squeeze her fingers a bit in thanks for the comforting thought. "Well, if this is a chance to start over, perhaps a walk is the best way to begin?" he offered, noting that neither of them were eating any more. Standing up, Caspian offered his hand and a smile. "Would you like to take one, m'lady?"