He looks familiar to Cora, but she doesn't think they ever met -- then again, all of that was a lifetime ago, for her.

"Hello!" she says, when he is close enough, putting away her food and dusting crumbs off her long skirt. "It's a lovely day, isn't it?"

She stands up, off the boulder, and dips a quick and shallow curtsy. "Cora, late of Narnia."