[She doubts anyone would be able to sit and twiddle their thumbs in good conscience. The sentiment is appreciated, though, and Claire smiles before quickly glancing aside. The thought of Jamie never fails to sting. But she's had her bouts of crying already. Out of her system for now.]

He's a good man. It seems... too simple, to say that, but he truly is. A born leader, though he's happiest at home, working in the fields or tending to the horses. He's a stubborn bastard but God knows he's got the kindest heart I've ever encountered. He'd do anything for his family. [He's laid down his life for them, over and over. She shakes her head, looking down at her feet as they walk, the lines in the concrete passing them by.]

His laugh is infectious. If I could get him laughing, that was it.

[She takes a breath.]

It's been so long since I heard him laugh. I'd give anything right now to hear it.

[The war didn't leave much time for jokes.]