[Two of those memories were not like the others. Different centuries altogether, clear enough, perhaps, by the modern conveniences that had been littered in the background: electric lamps, mass produced art prints, photographs. Claire doesn't make a point to tell people here that she's traveled through time because it still sounds ridiculous to her ears. Yes, even with them all being from various worlds and times.

No point in it now after revealing so much.]

Well, if you're familiar with Earth... [She begins as they walk,] you might have figured Jamie is from the 18th century. I'm from the 20th. But I met Jamie in his own time. It's a long story.