Jack nodded, his hands in the pockets of his coat, trying to figure out how to even word how he thought he felt about most of it. It hadn't ever been easy watching how he built up that first team with Torchwood only to have them all falter in the end. That sort of hardship came with trust... with letting them in, and he wasn't sure he had it in him to risk it all again.
Taking his hand out of his pocket he reached for Adam's hand, lacing it into his own, "I think my perspective just might be too broad to be honest. I see the big picture, and right now they all want to focus on what's happening now. It's never an easy balance, but I do try at least to fill in the gap."
Coming up to the lift Jack paused, "So do you want to go in the front door, or the back door." His question could've had a different tone to it, but he was trying to go for a serious question. They were standing on the lift at the moment, "Because... the block of cement under our feet would be the back door."
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Date: 2008-07-14 01:42 am (UTC)Taking his hand out of his pocket he reached for Adam's hand, lacing it into his own, "I think my perspective just might be too broad to be honest. I see the big picture, and right now they all want to focus on what's happening now. It's never an easy balance, but I do try at least to fill in the gap."
Coming up to the lift Jack paused, "So do you want to go in the front door, or the back door." His question could've had a different tone to it, but he was trying to go for a serious question. They were standing on the lift at the moment, "Because... the block of cement under our feet would be the back door."