[ the magnitude of lucy's emotions isn't lost on him — it seems fraught with desperation, like meeting an old friend she hasn't seen a long time, though edmund could swear that they've seen each other only hours ago — but he remains a rock for her to hold on to even in his puzzlement. ]

A little. [ he echoes. ] A little is a bit more than not at all, Lu. When did that happen? Is it — did this place do that to you?

[ although, she does seem — fine, in general. they've spoken a little of powers and such. edmund has yet to read up much on his own. some of the words they use are a little beyond his knowledge. too scientific, if you will. ]