"I still am, I'm sure. It hasn't been so long since I've shot a bow." Her smile faded at his next question, and after a minute she set her sandwich back on the plate, on the counter. "Peter - no, that - it wasn't your fault," she told him, frowning.
After another long silence, Susan looked away from her brother. "Peter, I...I don't really want to talk about that place. It wasn't - " She sighed and shook her head. "It's not real. It was a childhood game, and it's behind us. It's gone and we can never go..." She trailed off again, turning away completely to grip the counter and steady herself, before she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"This isn't something I want to discuss, Peter. We should go. You wanted to go shopping for clothes." Narnia was too painful for her.