He joins her by the fire.

Once the door slams shut, Jamie rounds on Claire. Not with violence — but with a raw, trembling voice. “Do you know what I did to get you back? I threatened an English officer. I rode through the night. I killed a man.”

In the chaos, Claire sees a Redcoat aim a pistol at Jamie’s back. Without thinking, she drives a dirk into the soldier’s neck.

Claire stands her ground. “I didn’t ask you to.”

“Don’t get used to it.” Back at Leoch, the spoils are divided. Dougal toasts Jamie as a hero. But Jamie’s eyes are on Claire, who sits apart, washing the blood from her hands.

Claire watches, horrified, as Jamie is bent over a barrel and lashed with a leather strap. He doesn’t cry out. His eyes find hers in the crowd — not accusing, but steady. After the sixth lash, Claire steps forward.