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[called_lioness]

Lucy feels quiet.

She didn't know she could feel quiet, but she is, as she sits under a tree and picks at her skirt, pull threads and lint away.

She's made her choice, whether she told Caspian she'd wait or not, but in the meantime--

She's alive.

And she still doesn't know what she thinks about that.

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[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Mary takes a moment to wonder if she would die rather than give up her garden.



It's a long moment.




"But," she says aloud, frowning still, "you can plant a new garden if you are still alive to do it;" though still she's not quite sure.

[called_lioness]

"Yes," Lucy agrees. "I could. But I couldn't walk with the people I love best in it. So I'll plant one here instead."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"Here makes it different," Mary allows, ducking her head.

"Ghosts can act like real people here. But not everyone who is dead is here."

For example: there is a conspicuous lack of Lennoxes. (Which Mary is totally okay with. However.)

[called_lioness]

"No. My parents aren't, for one. But some people who are dead are here. And...it's enough, Mary. Not because it has to be. It just is."

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Mary is quiet again, for another very long moment.





Finally: "I am glad you will still be here."

[called_lioness]

"So am I, Mary," she answers. "And I'll be here for a while yet."

However long that is.