[Introductions are made, hurried explanations made, and Jamie and Claire head off to see about horses and a trip to Lallybroch. It leaves Fergus and Bree standing alone in the print shop, the shock and awe still clear on his face given how his eyebrows seem to be permanently elevated. Claire returning was one thing--but with a daughter? A miracle, truly. She takes after her parents in every way Fergus can name, and it's a wonder to simply watch her movements and expressions and pin where she got each one.
He's not often at a loss of words around girls, especially pretty ones, but here he is. He's supposed to be showing her around the shop and town, but currently, he's rubbing the back of his neck and trying to find something to say that isn't a variation of wow. He's already done that several times, including some in French, rattling off his questions so quickly that Jamie had to put a hand on his shoulder and remind him to speak English so that she'd understand.
Strange for her to not know French like her mother, but perhaps things are that different in America. It would explain the accent, too...]
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He's not often at a loss of words around girls, especially pretty ones, but here he is. He's supposed to be showing her around the shop and town, but currently, he's rubbing the back of his neck and trying to find something to say that isn't a variation of wow. He's already done that several times, including some in French, rattling off his questions so quickly that Jamie had to put a hand on his shoulder and remind him to speak English so that she'd understand.
Strange for her to not know French like her mother, but perhaps things are that different in America. It would explain the accent, too...]