[Once everyone has their liquid courage and Claire is seated, she feels the uncertainty in the room. She's about to fumble about for something for Jamie to talk about when he brings up something himself. Fergus. An outside party to all of this, and so it's easier to talk about than any of the three people in the room.]

He will, won't he? [She can't imagine him being anything less than thrilled to meet Brianna. He was so young, when they lost Faith, but Claire knows those times in Paris were likely going to stay with him forever, unfortunately.] You remember the orphan I said we took in Paris, Bree? He's here, too. No longer a little boy, though.

[Talking about Fergus had been difficult, and so Claire had kept mentions of him brief. Another loved one left behind, just like Jenny and the rest.]