There's a moment of silence on Jack's end, punctuated by a faint smile flickering across his lips. What the hell do you do here, Jack? Isn't that always the question.
"I don't know."
He's just as lost as anyone, here. He's just learned that people around him are happier when they can't tell.
"I took command of Torchwood a month ago. Before that... in my time here I've coordinated wanderer activities in an Angel protectorate, I've worked security for the local Neqa'el, I've – worked against Torchwood," and there's a hitch there, he lets there be, because something Very Not Right went down between him and Torchwood, and Ianto needs some awareness of that and of how not safe just being around him might be; "I've gone into exile, and I've been tried in the only supernatural court this place has. Tomorrow? Who the hell knows. Today I'm looking at a potential invasion coming down from Boston because one of the Barnam clan of angels got killed here. Today, I'm planning to keep the people in this building alive. And that might mean I'm selling my soul to the demons, and the jury's still out on what that makes me."
He shows a hand.
"The last time archangels came looking for a fight, we gave them a massacre. You decide if that's right."
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Date: 2010-06-10 03:39 pm (UTC)"I don't know."
He's just as lost as anyone, here. He's just learned that people around him are happier when they can't tell.
"I took command of Torchwood a month ago. Before that... in my time here I've coordinated wanderer activities in an Angel protectorate, I've worked security for the local Neqa'el, I've – worked against Torchwood," and there's a hitch there, he lets there be, because something Very Not Right went down between him and Torchwood, and Ianto needs some awareness of that and of how not safe just being around him might be; "I've gone into exile, and I've been tried in the only supernatural court this place has. Tomorrow? Who the hell knows. Today I'm looking at a potential invasion coming down from Boston because one of the Barnam clan of angels got killed here. Today, I'm planning to keep the people in this building alive. And that might mean I'm selling my soul to the demons, and the jury's still out on what that makes me."
He shows a hand.
"The last time archangels came looking for a fight, we gave them a massacre. You decide if that's right."