Her quirked eyebrows immediately furrowed into lines of worry. Lucy tugged him close, into a deserted hallway, so that they wouldn't be overheard. "You noticed it too. Oh dear, it's that obvious?" Outsiders being able to tell - that wasn't good. Not that Al was an outsider, but he wasn't one of the Pevensies, who knew their brother through and through. Or at least, Lucy had thought she did.
She looked seriously at Al. "First tell me what you saw, and what you think it is. I don't want to influence your judgment with ours." They had a different perspective on Edmund, an intimate one but not that of an Old Narnian. (Or, she thought sadly, of someone who loved him as a lover might.)
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Date: 2018-07-21 03:22 am (UTC)She looked seriously at Al. "First tell me what you saw, and what you think it is. I don't want to influence your judgment with ours." They had a different perspective on Edmund, an intimate one but not that of an Old Narnian. (Or, she thought sadly, of someone who loved him as a lover might.)