[Strange, seeing that touch of thumb into palm. A thing Jamie often did, from an old injury long healed, but Fergus saw him do it without thought. A coincidence or something passed down in blood? He's not sure.]
He... did not speak of her much, either. [Never uttered her name, though now and then he could tell where his mind was. Fergus himself had so many questions, but Jamie never answered them, and after a time he resigned himself to never knowing the true details of what happened at Culloden.]
They were very happy together. I think that they can regain that, no?
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He... did not speak of her much, either. [Never uttered her name, though now and then he could tell where his mind was. Fergus himself had so many questions, but Jamie never answered them, and after a time he resigned himself to never knowing the true details of what happened at Culloden.]
They were very happy together. I think that they can regain that, no?
[A small smile. He can already tell it's there.
... he just hopes it can last.]