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[bonnypiperlad]

[There have been many times in Jamie's life where he's not understood what's going on, usually when there's a name or a word or an idea that's far past his time. Usually he figures out some way to get through, either by questions or by pretending he has a clue. It's worked well enough for him before.

Today, however, it's more difficult to do that, thanks to the very large blank in his memory. It would possibly be frustrating if he wasn't still somewhat disorientated by what had happened, but mostly right now he feels strange, in a bit of a daze that makes thinking difficult. In an effort to try and clear the fog around his head, he starts to wander the Plane with no clear destination in mind. Eventually, he finds himself over by the forest, with a strong urge to sit which he doesn't bother to try and fight, instead settling under a large tree and unwrapping a bundle that he's been carrying with him. In the bundle is a broken hunting knife, which he stares down at like he's expecting it to give him some answers. It doesn't really seem to be cooperating, though, and after a moment he sighs, shaking his head even as he continues to look at the object in his hand.]

Och, I wish I knew what was going on.

(OOC: Another post-death Whodunnit post for anyone interested in trying to figure out clues!)

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[bonnypiperlad]

Wait, Ol...

[But he's gone before Jamie can finish, and back again just as quickly. Seeing his friend starting to kneel, he thinks about protesting that part of things too. But in the end he decides that maybe he could do with a bandage, and he lets Oliver wrap up the finger.]

You'd not needed to do that, ye know. It was just a wee nick.

[oliverplus]

[he shrugs a little uncomfortably] It's not a big deal. [but he really did need to do that--for Jamie, but also for himself. he didn't like seeing that reminder of what was done to his friend, and he doubts Jamie did either]

So, um... [nervous, he watches Jamie, ready for a quick topic switch if this question upsets him] You...really don't know what happened?

[bonnypiperlad]

Other than the part where I died?

[But he grimaces a moment after saying it, and gives Oliver an apologetic look. He didn't mean to quite blurt it out like that.]

No, not really. I feel like there's something there only I...I can't remember it, even when I try.

[oliverplus]

Sorry... [he says the word quietly, his heart aching for his friend. he wishes he could come up with a way to help, but all he can think to do is to stop whoever caused this--making Jamie's reply even more dismaying]

Okay. That's okay. [the word is repeated because he's trying to convince himself as much as his friend] We'll just have to...ask around. And ask the Doctor, too. [he nods, feeling a little better for having a plan of action, even if it is a vague one. after all, talking to the Doctor is a good place to start for most crises]

But first... [he tries to catch Jamie's eye again] Jamie, is there...you know, anything you need?

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye. The Doctor'll know what to do.

[He always does. Or at least he does eventually, which is good enough for Jamie. But Oliver's question gives him pause, and as he meets his friend's eyes again, he pulls at his lower lip in a slightly uncertain way. There's a very large part of him that wants to see Victoria right now, but he isn't sure he wants to tell her what happened. He's not even sure where to start there, to be honest. So he says the only other thing he can really think of, for right now.]

Well, to tell ye the truth, I could do with a drink.

[oliverplus]

Definitely. [he nods eagerly, wanting to believe that even in this case]

[Jamie's mixture of feelings makes Oliver rather anxious about what might be coming next--but he relaxes at that request, even smiling, though the expression is a subdued one]

Sure thing. Let's go to the bar. [and he offers his friend a hand up]