I'm not sure. Sometimes I think it feels better to be like... well this was just meant to happen, nothing I could do. But also, if it is real, Fate is a fucking bitch.

[ Jamie takes a drink, thinking he'll need to find a refill eventually. But not yet - he'd made sure this serving was particularly generous. ]

Longing is the most bittersweet thing. But what about you, darling? Fate and all that.