[ Claire smiles softly at the way he speaks of his friends, the way he seems to know them well. She never had that growing up, never lived anywhere long enough to. It's what she's glad she could give to Bree by sacrificing her marriage with Jamie: roots.

Tracing the rim of her teacup with her thumb absently, she nods before taking a sip of her tea. ]

Yes, someone else is here, but only recently. I don't know him well, so I'm at a bit of a disadvantage. He knows ten years' worth of my future.

[ It's unnerving, to say the least. ]