Susan doesn't; she was barely a year old the last time she saw him.

But she has heard a great deal about him since then.

"Parker visits them some," Amy says. "And Susan was impressed with Laura, when she was here.

"This way," she says, pushing open the door to another room.

A second later, there are cries of "Mama!" and Amy, crouched in the floor, has half-disappeared under hugs from her older children.

"Hello, darlings," Amy says. "There's someone very important here to see you. This is your Uncle Caspian."

Merry peeks over his mother's shoulder at the new arrivel, but Susan promptly makes her way over to look up at him.

"Hello."

(She's mastered L's since last she saw him, too.)