"Kid?" John mouthed as Jack turned back to head down the corridor, raising his eyebrows and looking at Ianto. He probably didn't want to know. It was just one of those quirks people had, and of course Jack had to be older than him; he was, after all, a captain.

"Neither had I," John said in response to Ianto's comment about Torchwood, smiling a little awkwardly, but still amused. "But, it's better than any of the alternatives I had, so." He waved for Ianto to lead the way almost out of instinct, and partially just because he didn't think he'd like being boxed in by the two other men. Who worked with aliens. In Cardiff. He really was never getting over that fact. "They never have patience, I'm afraid," he said, meaning captains in general, but really. It could be a reference to anything about Jack, who just seemed to be that... type.