Aimee had slept through the night after she had blacked out. In the morning Jareth had nudged her awake and made her drink some water and eat some fruit he'd found.

"How do you feel?" Jareth asked.

"Do you know what it's like to fall in the mud and get kicked, in the head, by an iron boot?" Aimee asked then continued speaking after a brief pause without waiting for an answer. "Of course you don't…no one does…that never happens" Aimee said as she held her head gingerly as Jareth rolled his eyes. "Where do we go from here?"

"I don't know. I don't know where we are and I don't know which way King Caspian's castle is." Jareth said.

"Then maybe we should just find Aslan. He would be more help to us in any case." Aimee commented.

"It's not that simple. One does not simply find Aslan, usually he finds you." Jareth said.

"Well maybe the reason that no one ever finds him is because they don't look for him." Aimee said as she stood up and dusted herself off. Jareth joined her in standing while shaking his head lightly with an amused smirk.

"How is it that you can make things sound so simple?" Jareth asked as they gathered some extra food for the trip.

"It's an optimistic person's gift." Aimee said with a smile and with that they headed off into the forest.