"Oh now," Jack said with a half laugh, "the world must be ending if you're using words like that."
He reached up to one of the cupboards and pulled a jar from it, full of big rusk looking biscuits. He busied himself with it, mainly to give himself something to focus his gaze on so as to have an excuse not to be looking at the Doctor.
"Me in that bar," Jack echoed back. "But that's the thing, Doctor. Back then, I never though I could feel again. Not anything. Not happy, not sad. You changed that. And sure, you get the bad with the good. But that's life."
For a moment, he spared him a look. "You know I never set out to end up like this," he let out a small laugh then, ironic, "I never expected any of it. Not even that I'd ever get to kiss you, Doctor. It's not like we planned this."
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Date: 2010-03-23 02:02 am (UTC)He reached up to one of the cupboards and pulled a jar from it, full of big rusk looking biscuits. He busied himself with it, mainly to give himself something to focus his gaze on so as to have an excuse not to be looking at the Doctor.
"Me in that bar," Jack echoed back. "But that's the thing, Doctor. Back then, I never though I could feel again. Not anything. Not happy, not sad. You changed that. And sure, you get the bad with the good. But that's life."
For a moment, he spared him a look. "You know I never set out to end up like this," he let out a small laugh then, ironic, "I never expected any of it. Not even that I'd ever get to kiss you, Doctor. It's not like we planned this."