[ It's been a while since Jamie's been in a proper bar fight. In all honesty, he probably needed this. He's bigger than most of these guys, so while they can definitely get a few hits in, it's clear who is going to come out on top. Elizabeth has more than one defender, no doubt, and soon Jamie, a bruise blooming on his cheekbone and a trickle of blood dripping from his nose, shoves the last ruffian away. ]
Savages, the lot of 'em.
[ He glares at anyone else who looks like they might be inclined to make trouble - for either of them - and then turns to her. ]
Aye, right painful that is.
[ Says a guy who's been flogged, shot, stabbed, etc etc. ]
no subject
Savages, the lot of 'em.
[ He glares at anyone else who looks like they might be inclined to make trouble - for either of them - and then turns to her. ]
Aye, right painful that is.
[ Says a guy who's been flogged, shot, stabbed, etc etc. ]
Have ye no escort?