Ianto can't turn his head to look at John, but he can read the expression on Gwen's face and he knows her well enough to know that he must be doing something.
"Maybe if teaboy here started showing a little loyalty, perhaps," Owen tones across the Hub from them, rubbing his head as he picks himself up off the floor.
Ianto shifts uncomfortably on the floor. He doesn't know whether Jack would actually shoot him or not. He'd threatened. God knows he had threatened, over and over he had. And he had suspended him from work after this. But he'd never hurt him. Not physically, anyway.
"Lisa worked for Torchwood," Ianto explains, as much for John's benefit as for theirs. "I wanted to find a cure, I..."
"Ianto," Jack says, and Ianto has to give him credit, there is compassion in his voice when he says it. "You have to believe me, there is no cure. There never will be. Those who are converted stay that way. Your girlfriend will not be the exception!" His voice rises in tone and anger the longer he goes on, blue eyes flashing as he shoots a glare back at John in turn.
"I don't know who you are, or how he's gotten you into the Hub, but you need to know what's happening here," he growls, "because this is how these things start. Small decisions that become mass slaughter. These creatures regain a foothold by exploiting human weaknesses. Then they take a base, regain their forces, and before you know it the Cyber race is spreading out across the universe, erasing worlds, assimilating populations, all because of the tiny beginnings, here. We need to stop her." He throws another glare back at John, because yes damn it he is including you in this too, whoever the hell you are and whatever the hell you think you're doing in his base. He'll get to Retconning you later. "Together."
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"Maybe if teaboy here started showing a little loyalty, perhaps," Owen tones across the Hub from them, rubbing his head as he picks himself up off the floor.
Ianto shifts uncomfortably on the floor. He doesn't know whether Jack would actually shoot him or not. He'd threatened. God knows he had threatened, over and over he had. And he had suspended him from work after this. But he'd never hurt him. Not physically, anyway.
"Lisa worked for Torchwood," Ianto explains, as much for John's benefit as for theirs. "I wanted to find a cure, I..."
"Ianto," Jack says, and Ianto has to give him credit, there is compassion in his voice when he says it. "You have to believe me, there is no cure. There never will be. Those who are converted stay that way. Your girlfriend will not be the exception!" His voice rises in tone and anger the longer he goes on, blue eyes flashing as he shoots a glare back at John in turn.
"I don't know who you are, or how he's gotten you into the Hub, but you need to know what's happening here," he growls, "because this is how these things start. Small decisions that become mass slaughter. These creatures regain a foothold by exploiting human weaknesses. Then they take a base, regain their forces, and before you know it the Cyber race is spreading out across the universe, erasing worlds, assimilating populations, all because of the tiny beginnings, here. We need to stop her." He throws another glare back at John, because yes damn it he is including you in this too, whoever the hell you are and whatever the hell you think you're doing in his base. He'll get to Retconning you later. "Together."