Which is exactly what I told him after Spike took a chunk out of my neck.
[He's still visibly angry, frustrated beyond imagination at every aspect of this situation because he agrees; they help people. It's what they do. It's what he apparently dies doing. And yeah he's scared; not of Spike, not really. He's no worse than anything else they've dealt with and a hell of a lot better than Daleks or Cybermen. He's scared of how he dies, of the fact that he dies at all because who wouldn't be. But Torchwood helps people, and he's spent two years quietly reminding Jack of that because when you're so old and you've seen so much he thinks it must be very easy to forget that. He knows Jack hasn't cared about anyone else in a long long time and that's what's making this so hard for him.]
I agree with you, I think we need to stand up to him. But Jack isn't doing well with this. With him threatening me. I don't think he handled it very well when I died and he's got me back now and it seems like all he can think about is that he might loose me again. So if he needs to do this a certain way that's what we'll do. I love him, and he needs to be able to keep me safe right now and that's the end of it. You don't know the first damn thing about us or any of what we've been through so why don't you ask next time and save the lecture?