[Catching that glance, Jamie looks up from his kilt-rolling.] I'd not try any more of that if I were ye. You're just as likely to wind up as a kid of two if ye keep drinking it.

[Not that he really expects her to do so, and he grins a little to show he's not serious. Meanwhile, it seems the rolling attempt is successful enough for now, so he starts in on his sleeves.]

But, aye, likely so. [He doesn't want to sit around, though. That's boring.] Say, did ye want to go catch some frogs?