[Peter became aware of the peaky looking boy as he scanned the crowd for others he knew. It is only when said pasty boy flops over in a dead sleep he becomes alarmed and stops his search to rush over, concern creasing his brow as he eyes the prone body.]
Sir, are you all right?
[He gingerly shakes him while muttering to himself.]
By Aslan, tell me you didn't eat any of the fairy food.
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Sir, are you all right?
[He gingerly shakes him while muttering to himself.]
By Aslan, tell me you didn't eat any of the fairy food.