"Yeah," Jack said with a soft nod, "yeah that's them."
His face was sad, and for a moment it looked almost like he might cry. But then that faded and there was a smile instead, but a sad sort of one.
He reached his hand forward for one of the pictures. It looked almost formal, posed. They were all in it, the camera set up on a timer. Ianto, Tosh and Gwen sat on the couch that had been pushed forward, and Jack and Owen standing behind it.
"Here," he said. "This is us." And one by one, he pointed out each of them. "Owen, he hated that about as much as I did. You can practically see him trying to get away. I think there's another shot somewhere where he'd walked off. Tosh, oh she was a genius. Ianto..." his voice trailed at that, and then cleared before continuing, "And Gwen. She took all these. Forced us into it."
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His face was sad, and for a moment it looked almost like he might cry. But then that faded and there was a smile instead, but a sad sort of one.
He reached his hand forward for one of the pictures. It looked almost formal, posed. They were all in it, the camera set up on a timer. Ianto, Tosh and Gwen sat on the couch that had been pushed forward, and Jack and Owen standing behind it.
"Here," he said. "This is us." And one by one, he pointed out each of them. "Owen, he hated that about as much as I did. You can practically see him trying to get away. I think there's another shot somewhere where he'd walked off. Tosh, oh she was a genius. Ianto..." his voice trailed at that, and then cleared before continuing, "And Gwen. She took all these. Forced us into it."