Claire's quiet for a moment, and she does understand. The only person fool enough to believe her right away was Jamie, and even then—
"I don't think Jamie did either, not fully. Not until he had to, when he took me back to the stones before Culloden." Even now she hates thinking about the emotions of that day, so she smoothly moves on. "If Bree and I trusted you with our secret, then it wasn't about you believing us."
That goes a long way toward her feelings now about John, feelings she'll have to sort out when she's alone. But they trust him, obviously with more than Claire would've ever imagined.
"Before you go, let's practice a bit."
Claire sits again, and after a moment, her neat script will appear in his mind.
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"I don't think Jamie did either, not fully. Not until he had to, when he took me back to the stones before Culloden." Even now she hates thinking about the emotions of that day, so she smoothly moves on. "If Bree and I trusted you with our secret, then it wasn't about you believing us."
That goes a long way toward her feelings now about John, feelings she'll have to sort out when she's alone. But they trust him, obviously with more than Claire would've ever imagined.
"Before you go, let's practice a bit."
Claire sits again, and after a moment, her neat script will appear in his mind.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒? 𝐼'𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝐼'𝑚 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.