Jamie was certainly full of anger and fury in that moment. Everything was different and he was very much a creature of habit. His shack may have been a mess to an outsider but it hadn't been to him. He'd at least known where everything was at all times. But now.. well know it was all wrong.

And though he wanted to yell and throw a fit about it, the sudden change in her demeanor and softening of her voice managed to hit him right in the chest. The heart even because, yes, he did actually have one of those. And then she said his name. She never said his name even if he'd insisted on being referred to as Jamie so that it didn't sound to formal and stuffy. She usually referred to him as some random nickname, anything that wasn't his name, and that had been enough to deflate all the damned anger he'd felt just moments before.

Rubbing his face with his hands and then through the thick locks of brown hair, he sighed and shook his head. "I just didn't expect it," he said simply even if it was so much more than that, "How the hell did ye even manage it all?" He tried to soften his tone as best he could as he looked up to her to await her response.

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