[ He understands. He knows what it is to hear the voice of the person you love. He knows what it is to hear a voice and look frantically around even though it's impossible.

He'd learned to ignore it, but the frozen pause and tight shoulders were always his tell. They're hers, too. So, Jamie begins to stride forward, still speaking. ]

Ye are blood of my blood, and bone of my bone. [ When he's closer, he speaks again. ] I give ye my body, that we two might be one. [ And now, he's right behind her. ] I give ye my Spirit, 'til our life shall be done.

[ The last time he said the words was eighteen years ago at the stones. ]