But Jamie’s apologies persisted. "No that," he murmured, his voice thick with remorse. "No that. It was my fault... sae foolish tae come here without proper caution. And tae expose ye... I didna mean for that, though. I meant... I'm sorry for usin" ye as I did just now. Tae tak" ye like that, sae soon after... like some kind o" beast. I'm sorry, Claire... I dinna ken what came o'er me, but... dear God, ye're freezin', mo chridhe, yer hands are like ice. Come, let me warm ye."