Claire chuckles softly under her breath. Carefully, she unties the bandage once more and begins to gently clean the wound. Her touch is feather light, not wanting to apply too much pressure and cause unnecessary pain.

"It is nice to see a familiar face, I have to admit." That's true, it makes her feel a little saner. After a few moments of working quietly, she meets his good eye.

"And you know Jamie. You know things about him that I don't. You share something that's—" Her gaze goes back to her tending, wetting her lips. "Perhaps that gives a bit of insight into my attitude. Surely I've told you this, in the last decade?"