His eyes, I thoughtwere the color of lakes and skies, and as fathomless as either.

Are you laughing at me?

I most certainly am.

I’m sorry, mo gràdh. I’m so sorry.

Love his little smile here and how she was trying not to crack one.

I was back to the place where’d it all begun. So much had happened, so much had changed. Last I was here I was Claire Randall, then Claire Beauchamp and Claire Fraser. The question was, who did I want to be?