Slight 'Dawn Treader' Movie Spoilers.
"Do you think I'll ever look like Susan?"
Edmund fought back a sigh of frustration. It seemed to him that all of much of what Lucy spoke of lately was connected to looks and prettiness, or else an obvious attempt to get him to tell her that she resembled Susan. Well he wasn't going to say what she wanted. It would be a blatant lie anyway. She didn't grow up looking like Susan. She grew up looking like herself, Queen Lucy the Valiant, and he wondered what it was that made her seem to forget the she'd grown up more than pretty enough in Narnia, and happy as well. It was all he could to do to play at being an oblivious boy and try and turn her attention away from such absurdities. He thought he could see why she preoccupied herself so (he had more than once behaved in a similar way towards Peter and combat skill) but there were some things, he had come to understand, that a person had to learn for his or her self. Instead, he tried to divert her attention to a much less painful topic…
"Hey Lucy, have you seen this picture before?"