Jamie's thoughts - already somewhat chaotic and hard to control, given this situation - come across in small bits and pieces during that small eternity before she speaks. A touch of worry left over from letting that memory of her in the oil rig slip out, a bit of chagrin for being caught peeking mixed with a sense of faint dread that she hasn't actually said anything yet...

And then she goes and uses his full name on him. There's a flash of indignation for a second because of it, but it's quickly replaced with a feeling that's much more contrite. Even though he couldn't help but enjoy that brief glimpse - when it comes down to it, he really hadn't meant to do what he did. His mental 'voice' turns apologetic.

Aye. I-I'm sorry, Victoria. It's just that... What does he say? That she was very beautiful and he couldn't help but look? He thinks somehow that would make things worse, even if he means it as a compliment. Look, it was an accident. I'll not do it again.

At least, he'll try not to, because if he's stuck in her body for any length of time, he's not sure how well he can avoid looking at her. They seem to be sharing control of the body, and there's certain things which could be very awkward.

Although if we're to find out what's going on, ye may want to get dressed first. Er...I don't suppose ye could manage that with your eyes closed?