Jack had had a headache when he'd walked in, and now it was worse. This was easily worse that a fist fight with Logan. But it was true. It was all true. Not a white lie in a single damned thing Ianto had said. So, Jack figured, might as well have it all if he was going to have it.
He stroked Banon once more, ruffled her ears a bit, then looked up.
"Ianto, is there anything else you need to tell me?" he asked. Clear. Direct. Jack sat, waiting, sure it would hurt...but at least he wouldn't have to wonder what he'd walked out on.
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Date: 2008-05-02 03:49 am (UTC)He stroked Banon once more, ruffled her ears a bit, then looked up.
"Ianto, is there anything else you need to tell me?" he asked. Clear. Direct. Jack sat, waiting, sure it would hurt...but at least he wouldn't have to wonder what he'd walked out on.