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2009-07-20 03:48 pm (UTC)
Her hands falter for a moment in their work. She knows Jack well enough to know that he's not demonstrative when it comes to emotion, but the way he's looking down at the ground instead of her, the little edge of pain in his voice that she'd bet has nothing to do with his shoulder say more than any number of professions of feeling could.
She knows what Jack gave up to go back to Ianto, though she didn't know he was going back to a lover at the time. And she knows, though he never admitted it to her, that Jack loves Ianto, insofar as he can and does.
"I'm so sorry, Jack."
It's such an insubstantial thing to say. She knows what it's like to miss the man she loves. But at least she can go home and call Tom. Jack is stuck here.
She returns to her work, exposing the wound, and cutting away some of the bloodstained fabric of his shirts from around the site.
"Do you think he's all right?"
Apart from any concern she has on Jack's part, Ianto's her friend, too.
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