[Somewhere, Frank Randall is rolling over in his grave. Or at least in his stasis pod.

Claire flushes the slightest shade of pink at the beginning of Bree's question, a good lord please don't ask--, but then it's a bit more tame than she thought. Phew.]

It's... different, but he's still the Jamie I knew at one time or another. I had to figure out who James Fraser was when I went back through the stones to him. This isn't all that different.