She doesn't mean to laugh, or to make it sound as though she's lost her marbles completely. It's just that she's exhausted, and this is all so ridiculous. He's also confirmed that she's lived a whole decade with Jamie somewhere out there, in the future.
Once she gets a grip, her hands rub her face.
"Christ, well, that explains some things." Sighing, Claire sits back in her chair again and looks John squarely in the eyes.
"It was 1767 for me. Jamie and I were attempting to sail from Jamaica to Scotland. Good to know, I suppose, that we're all still in touch." She has no idea if she means that yet, but he's so familiar, she knows it's more than just keeping in touch.
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Once she gets a grip, her hands rub her face.
"Christ, well, that explains some things." Sighing, Claire sits back in her chair again and looks John squarely in the eyes.
"It was 1767 for me. Jamie and I were attempting to sail from Jamaica to Scotland. Good to know, I suppose, that we're all still in touch." She has no idea if she means that yet, but he's so familiar, she knows it's more than just keeping in touch.