[ her smiles turns a little bit pleased, for a moment, and she doesn't argue, even if she still feels like it was an arrangement that helped both of them. it was nice to have another woman in the house. ]
I hope you're well, [ she says instead, thinking back to when she had fallen back asleep and then woken again, with different memories. it had been disorienting, to say the least. ]
[ Jamie is quiet at that. Because he knows she's talking about stasis and what could have happened there memory wise. He could have woken up and not remembered anything from his previous time. He could have woken up with twenty years of memories to contend with like his wife. ]
Well enough.
[ Part of him wishes they had wiped away Black Jack Randall, but he doesn't think he'd ever get that lucky. ]
Alright, [ she answers, unwilling to elaborate too much — he doesn't need to know about Ramsay and all that happened. Claire can tell him if she thinks it's necessary. ]
Not much better or worse than before... though better now, of course, that you are awake again.
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I hope you're well, [ she says instead, thinking back to when she had fallen back asleep and then woken again, with different memories. it had been disorienting, to say the least. ]
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Well enough.
[ Part of him wishes they had wiped away Black Jack Randall, but he doesn't think he'd ever get that lucky. ]
And yerself? How've things been for ye here?
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Not much better or worse than before... though better now, of course, that you are awake again.
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Aye. It does give me joy t' ken that those I once kent still remain here and remember me.
[ He smiles. ]
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[ so many have woken up and forgotten, after all. ]
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[ He smiles wide. ]
Especially with such bright red hair. Yer practically a Scot yerself.