John watched Ianto change the temperature with a slightly raised brow, before shrugging. "Ah, yes. I was stationed in Afghanistan, but." He'd gotten shot, and had nightmares, and... "I'm back, now. And, the consulting detective bit - he helps the police with crimes, mysteries, you know. The usual," he said with a laugh.
Suddenly, he remembered the thought he'd had when he'd first arrived in Cardiff, and he frowned. "Er. Question - might be a strange one, actually, but. Do you know if... this is my world, and all?" He scuffed his shoe against the floor briefly, crossing his arms. "I mean. Are you and I from the same Earth? If I took the train home, would I be in my London, or...?" It sounded insane, saying it aloud, but he knew that it was a possibility now. Anything was a possibility. How weird.
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Date: 2010-10-18 03:34 am (UTC)Suddenly, he remembered the thought he'd had when he'd first arrived in Cardiff, and he frowned. "Er. Question - might be a strange one, actually, but. Do you know if... this is my world, and all?" He scuffed his shoe against the floor briefly, crossing his arms. "I mean. Are you and I from the same Earth? If I took the train home, would I be in my London, or...?" It sounded insane, saying it aloud, but he knew that it was a possibility now. Anything was a possibility. How weird.