"It would make your head hurt to think of them all," he said, simply and noticed there was a little cafe down the way there. He thought about it and looked at her. "You want to get some coffee or something?" He could really use the chance to sit down and figure out where the hell they were and what his next course of action was.

"It's not stupid, really," he thought about it. "It would be boring though. Every creature is ingrained with the ideology that to fight is to survive. I'm not a psychologist, but let's just say, it's really messy, but it's just the human and instinctual condition to fight and not get along." He fought a lot with Gwen. God, that statement made him miss her arguing with him and yelling at him.

Who knew that would be something a man could miss. A woman yelling at him.

"Yeah," Jack answered and looked at her. "I'd explain it, but you seem a little overwhelmed as it is," he replied and watched her, laughing a little. "Oh, right, yeah. Same," he held out his hand to her then. "Captain Jack Harkness. Pleasure to meet you."