[ When Bree tucks into the food first, Jamie takes a moment to kiss Claire's temple, closing his eyes and squeezing her hand in a silent show of shared strength.
He sits down to eat and the good itself is familiar enough, but when he gets to the drink, he turns it over in his hands, inspecting the bottle. ]
What sort of beverage is this, then? Some sort of dark ale?
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He sits down to eat and the good itself is familiar enough, but when he gets to the drink, he turns it over in his hands, inspecting the bottle. ]
What sort of beverage is this, then? Some sort of dark ale?