Claire nods along, leaning heavily on that theory right now, that life is going on for Jamie, unaware that a version of his wife is on another planet living a completely separate life. It's partially what she pitched to Jon, that there's a certain unawareness involved.

"Lord John arrived with his face in such a beaten state that his eye likely would've needed to be removed had magic healing not been an option. At the very least he might've lost his sight." Remembering the absolute wreck that had been John's face causes a little simmer of anger in her voice. "Jamie did that to him when he found out John and I married and...shared a bed."

She hasn't lived it yet, and so she doesn't go into all of the details John has given her, but the point is:

"Jamie has the same expectations you do. And it isn't unreasonable, but his jealousy can be over the top. I want someone to love and be loved by, after a while. I've spent more of my life alone—or rather, living in a way that didn't make me happy—than I've felt at home anywhere. If Jamie was here, we could build our lives together, finally have our home, even in a place we didn't intend. But he isn't. He might never be. And now I realize I could fall in love again thanks to the Singularity. I did fall in love, and I don't want to be alone. Which I suppose answers your question."

Claire feels distinctly as though she's rambling, having multiple threads of conversation at once, attempting to understand herself.

"It isn't as if I want anyone now who'll have me. I had hundreds of years to know Jon, or so my mind still believes."