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These are unpalatable. We need to rid The Blue Light of them at once.

[No he's not upset just because he saved a whole box for the absent Peter or anything.]

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There's a ghost down in the hall;

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That's logic to live by, at least for people who aren't liars.

"He said he was sorry," Caspian frowns and they both surely know how severe a situation must be if Peter Pevensie, High King of Narnia, the Magnificent Could-Have-Left-Out-That-Last-Part is genuinely sorry.

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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Luckily he knows that Caspian isn't one.

But there's a definite pause now, as Edmund processes this. "Peter spoke to you through the machine," Edmund points, "and all he could say was he's sorry? No hint as to where he is? No message for the rest of us?"

Edmund knows this sounds a little cruel, but the sorry comment is so unlike Peter that he just has to ask.

"Are you sure it was Pete?"

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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Well for that Edmund receives a snort from Caspian's royal Telmarine nose as he folds his arms across his chest.

"Don't complain to me about it, I wondered the same thing but he probably didn't have a choice or the time to spare," he says as if this too insults the Telmarine King because honestly, how rude to leave so quickly after saying hello. Not that he truly blames Peter for his brevity, however bravado and bluster always work well to cover up worry and concern. As for the idea that it might not have been Peter...brown eyes narrow. "If it was not him and someone is playing a cruel trick then they will be very sorry for it," he mutters, quite serious on this point, "before the room went silent this broke."

Like someone trying to keep Peter away.

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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"I'm not complaining," Edmund says hastily. "At least not about you."

The art about complaining about Peter's eccentricities, is, of course, Edmund's specialty. Edmund ponders the Telmarine's words. "Are you saying..." he pauses for a second, because the next words are so preposterous as to be ridiculous.

"Are you saying Peter is....a spirit?" It's not that he doesn't believe Caspian. It's not that he thinks Caspian has gone mad, or that it's impossible. It's just beyond the realm of what Edmund considers normal.

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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Oh he is quick to refute this one.

"No."

But then his temper manages to simmer and Caspian adds, "no only...invisible." Because the alternative is too hard to swallow.

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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Edmund considers this. Peter invisible would be both frustrating and frustratingly hilarious - Peter being one and Edmund being the other. But at least if he's invisible, then he's conceivably 'all right', at least in theory. It's significantly better than the alternative.

Already Edmund is trying to piece together a solution, and he sits down and looks at the record player. He doesn't know how to fix it, but he can at least take a look at it.

"So what do we do? Hope he starts rearranging things to let us know he's there?"

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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"I don't know. We could ask the girls if anything else has happened," he suggests though clearly deferring to Edmund's judgment in that realm. "We can try calling to him but I am unsure how that could work," because Caspian has already tried it once or twice with no results. It doesn't help that if there is a force keeping Peter at bay they would have to identify that too. On top of it all is the unspoken but certainly acknowledged possibility; that Peter Pevensie is no longer a member of the living and that realm has an entirely different set of 'rules', of the ways deep and deeper magic co-exist.

There's a ghost down in the hall;

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Edmund considers that, but honestly he doesn't suspect that the girls know anything, not because they haven't come to him and told him (although that is a bit of an indication, as neither girl is prone to fits or superstitious belief) but because Peter would want to protect them from thinking the same thoughts that both the Just and the Telmarine king are entertaining right now: that the High King over all Kings of Narnia is no longer of the living.

"Maybe he can only communicate through machines," Edmund supposes. He doesn't, after all, have anything that plays music in his room. "Or maybe he's there with someone else. I haven't heard that anyone else went missing, precisely, but..." There's always the possibility that if Peter is invisible, so are other people. There might be an entire invisible City they don't know about.