He shoots Jack a small grin, grateful for some conversation that doesn't result in yelling. "Fix it? Nah... By this time, it's like a signature style: you've got your period military clothing, I've got a Police Box!"
"Besides..." His grin fades and his expression becomes a bit distant. "...I think Susan liked it."
He shakes himself, snapping out of his thoughts. His brow furrows when he notices Jack and Ianto standing on the pavement before him. "Sorry... but didn't you say we were going inside? Inside and having the best coffee anywhere?"