[ While he doesn't resemble Jamie in any way, it's the young man's actions and expressions that put her right back in 1747, angrily stitching Jamie up after getting into a duel. All because he mouthed off when he was supposed to be apologizing. But she's learned people like that have minds that are always going, typically steps ahead—for the most part.
At least, that's what she's told herself.
As soon as she can, which is about when she hears him call out, Claire reaches out and grabs him, practically yanking him through the door with wild eyes and slamming it shut behind them. Locking it, she backs away, panting. ]
I must admit, you have an exceptional way of avoiding injury Mr...
[ In the chaos, she can't even remember if they exchanged names. Did they even have time for it or is she just getting old? She doesn't know anymore. ]
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At least, that's what she's told herself.
As soon as she can, which is about when she hears him call out, Claire reaches out and grabs him, practically yanking him through the door with wild eyes and slamming it shut behind them. Locking it, she backs away, panting. ]
I must admit, you have an exceptional way of avoiding injury Mr...
[ In the chaos, she can't even remember if they exchanged names. Did they even have time for it or is she just getting old? She doesn't know anymore. ]