[Jamie makes up a good tale, and one that's not terribly far from the truth. She nods along, watching him, but her gaze often falls to John. The man is rather astounded, though she's glad to see he remember's her daughter's name.]
She's here, with us. Resting, right now, but we're... very fortunate.
[Putting it lightly. Claire squeezes Jamie's arm again.]
You and I have more in common than we were led to believe, Lord John.
[You know, aside from the Englishness and being parents. They have Jamie, and apparently are both parents to one of his children.
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She's here, with us. Resting, right now, but we're... very fortunate.
[Putting it lightly. Claire squeezes Jamie's arm again.]
You and I have more in common than we were led to believe, Lord John.
[You know, aside from the Englishness and being parents. They have Jamie, and apparently are both parents to one of his children.
The thought makes her smile falter.]