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“It only means ‘Englishman,’ after all, or at worst, ‘outlander,’ and we’re all of that.”
He said the line!!!!
“Umm, yes. Yes, of course.” Carefully not meeting my eye, Frank shrugged into his overcoat and left, collecting an umbrella from the stand by the door.
Suspicious!!!!
“I’m afraid my wife picked up a number of, er, colorful expressions from the Yanks and such,” Frank offered, with a nervous smile.
Lol wow ok
As I had said, there was no evidence whatsoever to imply unfaithfulness on my part. My part. But six years, as he’d said, was a long time.
Yeah exactly... Leave this man!!
After six years apart, and six months together, my husband was still something of a stranger.
Leave him!!!
Plainly I was going to have to go and read Captain Jonathan Randall’s laundry bill, his receipt for boot repairs, or some document of similar fascination.
She is really suffering
as though he could not bear to let the papers out of his sight for a moment.
This guy is so annoying
Getting up once in the dark to go adventuring is a lark. Twice in two days smacks of masochism.
He certainly seemed to know a lot about maneuvering soundlessly in the dark.
he keeps on getting more suspicious
“Yon wee stramash didna do it any good,” he admitted, massaging the shoulder with his free hand.
I seriously have no clue what these people are saying
What they won’t know is that Jamie MacTavish is the man that’s wanted; provided nobody that knows me by my own name sees me.”
Why is he revealing this to her for nothing
Alec McMahon MacKenzie,
Omg a mcman
For a young man on the run, with unknown enemies, Jamie had been remarkably confiding to a stranger.
Ikr
like he knows I’ve red hair,
HEs been a redhead this whole time??
I was an outlander,
Omg they said it again
And I began to forgive him for what he had done to me.
Well i havent omg i really hate jamie now
Here, in this time, the mark of sorcery, the mark of a magus. The small, homely scar of a smallpox vaccination.
Holy shit?!!!
I did my best to look soft-headed, no great effort in my present state of mind.
Me
His new daughter, unimpressed by the introduction, closed her eyes in concentration, stiffened, and urinated on her father’s shirt.
I dont think newborns urinate?
“Now kiss me,” he said softly, and lowered his head to Jamie’s unresisting mouth.
What the hell is going on. Hes bi now?
Brother Ambrose was tall—even taller than Jamie—and cadaverous, with the long, drooping face of a basset hound. And ten long, skinny fingers, every one of them bright green.
Lmao
It did not hurt, precisely, but it felt verra queer.
Omg
“Not done yet, Fraser,” I whispered in his ear, trying as best I could to catch the rhythm of Randall’s clipped consonants.
Wtf is going on
“M-mother?” he said. The hair stood up on the back of my neck. It was the high, pure voice of a young boy. “Mother?”
This is so fucking crazy
He smiled slowly, eyes half-closing. “No, Sassenach, I don’t.”
So she cured his suicidal ideation by retraumatizing him
“Weel, when I said I wouldna let him pass, young Jamie just looked at me for a moment. Then he gave me a smile looked just like his ma’s, and stepped out of the window in naught but his skin. By the time I got to the window, he was gone.”
Hes literally batshit
