[It seems selfish to say that's not how he was supposed to die. He'd known signing up for Torchwood what the life expectancy was, known it wasn't a job you lived long enough to retire from but it was one he did because it helped people, and in the end he hadn't even been able to do that, not really.]
Yeah. [An awkward pause, as he tries to think of a way to change the subject.] At least I'm here, I suppose. Borrowed time, you know?