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Ianto came in, and when he saw it all his face fell. Just for a moment, he looked like it actually hurt. Then the usual open mouthed blank was back.
“That’s the command system. Jack’s startup screens. All the data the head of Torchwood needs.”
“On my login?” Owen turned and stared at it a moment. “Fuck.”
That bit really stuck out to me. The weight of Jack not being there.
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