"Still a girl?" Caspian asked, his tone mildly teasing. He thought he'd be considerably more agitated if it were he that were a girl, but perhaps Eustace's experience as a dragon made this a bit less odd.
Caspian tried not to chuckle. "Well, how do you propose to occupy your time until you're back to yourself?" he asked. He'd heard some people were hiding until it was over, for all intents and purposes, but he did not know if that was Eustace's plan.
Caspian did his best to keep a straight face, though he wasn't very good at it. "I promise not to laugh," he said as solemnly as possible. It wasn't that he wanted to mock his friend - on the contrary, he was quite sympathetic to his plight - but the slight, likely unintentional pout on Eustace's feminine face was more amusing than he expected it to be. He jerked his head in the direction of the waterfall. "Come on, let's go for a swim."
"I shouldn't laugh," said Caspian. "I've been far too lucky in that the island has spared me most of its tricks. I've not been turned into a girl, or made younger, or woken up in another's body, or become overly affectionate with everyone I meet." There was that strange dream that he and Lucy had had about being on the Dawn Treader again, but that seemed far less traumatic than the rest of it. "If I mock your misfortune, I'm like to end up as an eel or something with the next turn of the moon."
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