[ It's lights out and Jamie, absolutely disoriented as he already is, has decided, for the most part, to stay planted in one spot until the lights come back. Which is turning out to be much longer than he anticipated.
What spurs him into movement isn't a sound really, but a smell. He can't even explain it at first, as if it passed him. There are others of course, but he follows his nose and realizes why: thyme. Claire has it hanging to dry in her surgery, and he smiles in the dark before realizing he might have just followed a complete stranger in the dark, and that wouldn't go over well - inmate that he is.
But he's sure of it now, the herb mixed with the exact smell of the perfume he'd bought for Claire in Cross Creek. He figures since most words in the Gàidhlig sound like throat noises, if it is his wife she'd surely respond to her name. Clearing his throat, he takes a chance. ]
VII of course lmao i will only be tl;dr this one time i promise lol
What spurs him into movement isn't a sound really, but a smell. He can't even explain it at first, as if it passed him. There are others of course, but he follows his nose and realizes why: thyme. Claire has it hanging to dry in her surgery, and he smiles in the dark before realizing he might have just followed a complete stranger in the dark, and that wouldn't go over well - inmate that he is.
But he's sure of it now, the herb mixed with the exact smell of the perfume he'd bought for Claire in Cross Creek. He figures since most words in the Gàidhlig sound like throat noises, if it is his wife she'd surely respond to her name. Clearing his throat, he takes a chance. ]
Sassenach?