[Caspian's pleased at the warmth in Peter's smile. He considers the High King a friend now, and is just terribly glad to see him, and not have to be quite so alone in this strange new place.]

It's a strange kind of magic indeed. And it's heavy in the air, all around. I've sampled a portion of the food, and it seems safe so far, but... [He shrugs, as if to say one never knows.]

We should best keep our eyes open for any we might know. [Speaking of eyes open, he glances over Peter.] How curious that you have your sword back, when you left it with me, so recently. The magic here must have done that.