Jamie lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, and nods. "Good. That's... good."

In fact, this situation might be better than good now, as he keeps her close. He and Claire are here, in what seems to be a quiet, peaceful sort of place. Black Jack Randall is not here, and indeed, he's seen no redcoats at all since arriving.

"They gave me a house," he finds himself explaining, wanting to give her some idea of what this place is like. "It's got a lot of things I canna figure out."