"Lucky me?" he asked incredulously, eyebrows once more seeking a place in his hairline as they shot upward, "You've a strange definition of luck, Cathair." He managed to pronounce the other man's name perfectly and easily on the first try. Thank God for the Gaelic connections even if they were two different languages.
Jamie rocked on his feet, lowering his arms to dangle lazily at his sides, "All of it. I only just woke up a bit ago." As if to illustrate this, a yawn was pulled out of him and he reached up to rub at his eyes. "Though I read that letter. I cannae imagine what anyone would want with me though. I'm just a student."