"Exercising Caution then, alright we shan't call ahead and we'll take the long way in. Don't much like that lift anymore as it happens"
Bad memories went with it, that was where she had shot Jack, that was where he had then gotten back up. Immortality and he didn't deserve it. Not at all. She chose the milk with little preamble and paid for it, leaving the shop as quickly as she had entred it before deigning to answer his question about the Pits, and about the glove.
"No could about it, It brought me back didn't it...that was a start. It was giving me Gwen's life...poor Gwen Cooper, but that was fair in some ways, she had replaced me, and she wouldn't have...died, not really, a part of her would have lived in me. But think about the possible benifits every murderer could die to restore his victim, fitting isn't it. And it wasn't theory"
There was a fervor in her eyes even now when she talked about the glove, something she tried to hide. But then Ianto had always been perceptive when he'd bothered to try. Off in his own little world most of the time, she supposed that was lucky.
"But then you and Tosh destroyed it, and Jack won't let me near the other, so you needent worry. "The pits are different anyway. They do seem to be able to restore the dead, rolls back the years for the living, cures any ailment, a so called miracle. Naturally none of us trust it one bit. Owen's been anlysing it and Jack's been information gathering"