[ But they so rarely speak her name aloud, a name they didn't give her. A name given because neither of them could. He wonders if she's in stasis somewhere like other dead, like Frank, but he doesn't dare ask. ]
I just... I just didn't want her to have to swallow that on top of everything else. And--it was difficult to talk about her. I hadn't in so long. I didn't forget her. Or not want Bree to never know, I just...
[He understands, he says, and she believes him. Still.]
I promise ye, Claire, ye dinna have to explain anythin' to either of us. An dtuigeann tú?
[ Do you understand? He needs her to, he needs her to know she will never have to explain herself surrounding the aftermath of Faith for as long as they live.
He wasn't there, and he has no right to tell her how to process, any of it. ]
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[ Jame reaches, to touch Claire's cheek softly. ]
I do think of her as well. Often.
[ But they so rarely speak her name aloud, a name they didn't give her. A name given because neither of them could. He wonders if she's in stasis somewhere like other dead, like Frank, but he doesn't dare ask. ]
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[Most babies do, she knows, but the red hair did her in more than once.]
Are you upset I didn't tell her?
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[ His hand cradles to her cheek now. ]
No. No, I'm no' upset, mo chridhe. I understand why. So does Brianna. Dinna fash.
[ He tries to soothe, the best he can, not wanting her to worry that he's angry. ]
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[He understands, he says, and she believes him. Still.]
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[ Do you understand? He needs her to, he needs her to know she will never have to explain herself surrounding the aftermath of Faith for as long as they live.
He wasn't there, and he has no right to tell her how to process, any of it. ]