[ Jamie feels helpless. Completely at a disadvantage because he can't do anything. His wife is weeping, and his hand moves to Claire's cheek, wiping away her tears. ]
She has us, Claire. Both of us.
[ There isn't anything else he can say, truly. And he just holds them both, praying as he hasn't since Paris, only knowing of his wife's distress but not truly knowing what was happening to her. ]
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She has us, Claire. Both of us.
[ There isn't anything else he can say, truly. And he just holds them both, praying as he hasn't since Paris, only knowing of his wife's distress but not truly knowing what was happening to her. ]