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[Unknown site tag]Jack pushed the door open, as he stepped out into the cold streets of New York. He holds it open for Ianto.
"My Ianto, he's still a little more reserved. Being dead, it makes you appreciate things more," Jack says, as he offers his arm to Ianto. "If you're good, I'll buy you a new suit." He looks up at the buildings, the smile he holds isn't legitimate with worry over The Doctor still there.
"I'm wondering if this is the same, as the Toshiko I met. She's sort of wandering between universes," Jack says, his head still tilted skyward, and he then looks back at Ianto. "Still, as I was saying, Trump Towers? We can change the registry. I did that with my Ianto, he got to be George Clooney."
"My Ianto, he's still a little more reserved. Being dead, it makes you appreciate things more," Jack says, as he offers his arm to Ianto. "If you're good, I'll buy you a new suit." He looks up at the buildings, the smile he holds isn't legitimate with worry over The Doctor still there.
"I'm wondering if this is the same, as the Toshiko I met. She's sort of wandering between universes," Jack says, his head still tilted skyward, and he then looks back at Ianto. "Still, as I was saying, Trump Towers? We can change the registry. I did that with my Ianto, he got to be George Clooney."
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