"Thanks." Jack downed the last of his drink and leaned back. "I try to make him happy. Everything I do is for him. I know that might make me sound weak or, what is that word....whipped. But I don't care." One edge of his mouth moved up into a half smile.
"And I am glad that he is happy. It has not been easy for both of us. I having to play the master and Ianto having to play the dutiful slave. It is really not so black and white. There is a lot of grey in there. We make it work. Out in the world we are one thing, in our home. There is where we are truly ourselves."