You dinna need to understand me, Sassenach," he said quietly. "So long as you love me.
I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage.
Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last.
I can bear pain myself, he said softly, but I couldna bear yours. That would take more strength than I have.
Oh, womanly sympathy, love AND food?" I said, laughing. "Don't want a lot, do you?
He gave you to me," she said, so low I could hardly hear her. "Now I have to give you back to him, Mama.