[ And here Jamie pauses. Perhaps in light of the end of the world he could tell his friend the truth and not have him think Claire (or Jamie for that matter) mad.
Another night, maybe. But still, part of a truth comes out. ]
Raised by another man when Claire thought I was dead after Culloden. Brianna didna even ken of me until she was twenty or so.
[ Jamie does look quickly at John, not wanting the assumption to be made that there's any anger on his part about it. There's sadness, certainly, but no anger. He knew who he was sending Claire back to. ]
I wanted it that way. For her to be safe and well loved. And she was.
[ But.
Whatever thought Jamie has trails off as he looks down at his whiskey glass, taking a long pull. ]
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[ And here Jamie pauses. Perhaps in light of the end of the world he could tell his friend the truth and not have him think Claire (or Jamie for that matter) mad.
Another night, maybe. But still, part of a truth comes out. ]
Raised by another man when Claire thought I was dead after Culloden. Brianna didna even ken of me until she was twenty or so.
[ Jamie does look quickly at John, not wanting the assumption to be made that there's any anger on his part about it. There's sadness, certainly, but no anger. He knew who he was sending Claire back to. ]
I wanted it that way. For her to be safe and well loved. And she was.
[ But.
Whatever thought Jamie has trails off as he looks down at his whiskey glass, taking a long pull. ]