Ten raked his fingernails up the back of Jack's neck, just to spite the man, before crossing the room and flouncing down into the chair opposite. He was already sick of hearing just how much this new boy meant to the vampire, and he hated Ianto already. Even more than that, he knew he needed to see him, even more.
"I do love the easy route," he said flippantly. "Although it's a bit of a change of pace."
He leaned forward, steepling his fingers under his chin, and smiling.