"Touch my suit and it'll be the last thing you do." Hack was an unfamiliar term, but between Misty and Ianto he'd heard it thrown around quite a bit now. The way they talked about computers fascinated him. How they'd gone from Bournemouth fixtures that took up entire rooms to squares that could fit in ones lap was beyond even him.
He was still grinning though, his easy smile that was only helped with every glass. "Don't have me going down there, trying to show off and impress someone only to have it not work. Or more importantly, when I'm trying to use it to save people. I do that too." Though he hadn't of late. His nights had been spent here, or back in his lab with the same tumbler of whiskey in his hand