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[iustus_rex]

"Tea, please," Edmund tells the bar

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[dear_of_heart]

Cora was on her way to the library, but smiles when she sees him. Anyways, she's wanted to ask for the name of his play-writer for a few days.

"Hello, Edmund!"

[iustus_rex]

"Hullo, Cora!" he says, smiling back.

[dear_of_heart]

"I'm not really sure if I should be wishing you a happy Christmas," Cora says, "since it was just yesterday, in Narnia, but you rather live here now. How have you been?"

[iustus_rex]

"Is it really?"

Christmas in Narnia is... well. It's special, for the Pevensies.

Every year comes Christmas, and every year comes spring, and even in England or Milliways both of them are reminders.

"Happy Christmas," he says, rather happily himself, and makes a mental note to see about getting her a present. "You've had a good one, I hope?"

[dear_of_heart]

"Happy Christmas," she echoes, and grins. "It was wonderful, we made honey cookies and had my great-aunt over for dinner," which wouldn't usually fit her definition of wonderful, but not even Great-Aunt Althea was willing to be too bossy around Christmas-time.

"I just...left my knitting for several presents in the school room, and while I'm done with most I've some more that needs done before the year is through."

[iustus_rex]

Edmund's not likely to comment on her giving late presents -- although he doesn't realize that in Telmarine Narnia, they're not late at all.

"That's where your door is, then?"

[dear_of_heart]

"Yes, when it's around it's in the schoolroom pantry, which was a shock the first time it appeared--as you can probably guess."

Cora still finds the idea of going to Narnia through a wardrobe as more amusing, though--entering another world through a strange way is understandable, but someone entering your own (as if they were in a story)?

Just silly.

[iustus_rex]

"I should think so," he grins.

"It wasn't in the middle of the school day at least, I trust?"

[dear_of_heart]

"No, I was cleaning up after they left, and I was much too tired to pay attention," Cora explains, with a bit of a self-deprecating grin. "The box of chalk pieces made enough noise when it hit the floor in here instead of the shelf back there that I noticed."

Then she pauses, and thinks. "It's actually very strange, you know--it's never once led here during school hours."

[iustus_rex]

"Very polite of it," he says approvingly.

[dear_of_heart]

"I really don't know what I'd do, if it opened during classtime. I can't say it's a common phenomenon, in Chipstede."

She's having trouble deciding if the Inspector finding Milliways would be hilarious or terrifying.

[iustus_rex]

"Does time pass for you, while you're here?"

[dear_of_heart]

"No," she says after a moment. "Or at least not more than a few minutes--I never really thought to check. It does make it strange, if I've been here for more than a few hours, and still have to go finish the day at home. Does the House of Arch follow the same time as Milliways?"

[iustus_rex]

"It does, yes. Maybe because there's a continual door -- really," he admits, "I'm not quite sure how the whole mess works."