You can climb a ladder up to the sun.

[ SHOVE OVER A LITTLE, CASPIAN. Making a grab for the device, possibly. ] Why are you even asking that to begin with?

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[?????! NO IT'S HIS AND HE'S THE KING.] Because we've encountered that boulder twice now. I would know, it looks very much like your face.

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wandbreaker

If we had gone the way I said, we wouldn't be in this mess.

[So what if his way involved fording a highly dangerous river? Danger is the spice of life.]

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[ LOOK YOU KNOW THE SPIEL CASPIAN. YOU'RE KING. AND PETER'S THE.....fill in the blank. Fine, he makes a grab for... ] Not as though you would know, as it seems you've gone blind. Let me have the reins before you cart us off the nearest cliff.

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[...JIGGERED FOOL? Argh he loses the device to those puppy paws.] I've gone blind? Destrier whatever you do don't let this man take us over a ravine.

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You wanted us to ford rapids.

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Depends. Does the map in your head suck?

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You ought to speak with the man who has currently commandeered the reins.

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wandbreaker

But at least we wouldn't be staring at the rock shaped like Peter's head.

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Yeah, but you're the one who wants to know.

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[ There's a half-laugh half something else - something criticizing - and he scrolls through the device not for a map, but...in case there are other things of use. You know....not map...things... ] He's not a Talking Horse. [ Mimicking Caspian, possibly. Definitely. Very definitely. Deja vu anyone? ]

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Well if you wish for my personal opinion, yes it does 'suck'.

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Then you should probably check a real map.

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We would be smashed upon them instead. The Dawn Treader is the best caravan in Narnia, but the Dawn Treader is not a ship.

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And yet he may be just as bright as you.

[Are you going to challenge him on that, Peter Pevensie??]

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Have you tried forcing another man to guide a caravan in a direction stated very clearly on a map yet contradicts the one he carries in his head? It's a difficult task.

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And this is why I work alone.

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wandbreaker

Better dead than listening to you two bicker about who gets to steer.

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[ No actually. As he and Destrier worked up some measure of a rapport in the Telmarine's absence, Peter will not contest that point, but he does send them in another direction. If asked, he will not admit on pain of death that it is a...um...somewhat guesswork-oriented direction, but it might...be one anyway. Ahem. ] It's not Destrier's intelligence I'm questioning. Merely his capability of human speech.

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[ He shoves you here. Look that's warranted. ]

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[ Excuse you Edmund. Peter sends him a look that says as much, also what kind of allegiance is this, and other similar notations in the margins of said look. ]

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[Click click. Is that the sound of horse teeth? Why yes.]

If we pass the boulder again--and I'm sure you'll recognize it as a mirror--it will be your fault.

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This isn't about steering it's about going the right way.

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