John's brows raise again in response to Claire's surprise, before his expression softens and he reaches out to take her hands in his own. The fact that she had been there with him when Jamie had returned is neither here nor there. Maybe -- maybe she has temporarily forgotten, in the shock of finding herself here, in this place?
"Of course he is, my dear," he replies. He squeezes her hands in gentle reassurance.
"We... were not able to discuss in much detail as to the circumstances of his survival, however. He was much more concerned with, ehm." He hesitates, and a bit of color rises in his cheeks, even below the mottled bruising of the swelling of the one side of his face. "Well... Us."
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John's brows raise again in response to Claire's surprise, before his expression softens and he reaches out to take her hands in his own. The fact that she had been there with him when Jamie had returned is neither here nor there. Maybe -- maybe she has temporarily forgotten, in the shock of finding herself here, in this place?
"Of course he is, my dear," he replies. He squeezes her hands in gentle reassurance.
"We... were not able to discuss in much detail as to the circumstances of his survival, however. He was much more concerned with, ehm." He hesitates, and a bit of color rises in his cheeks, even below the mottled bruising of the swelling of the one side of his face. "Well... Us."