Susan had felt something graze her shoulder as she turned towards the male voice. "Good day sir!" she called in her usual cheerful manner as she spotted the flying arrow. She realized after seeing the tip for a split second it was not one of hers (her arrows having the red feather tips). But then she felt something she had only felt for Prince Caspian (who was only a few years older than herself) and it felt very strange and a bit wrong at the same time. Susan could not explain what she was feeling but she did wander over towards Jack as her simple skirt seemed to swirl around her. As she made sure nothing was wrong even she could not see the bit of blood from where the arrow grazed her shoulder.