He can't help smirking slightly, but he pulls his hands away. "Ah. Noted. Not particularly...appropriate at the moment." He nods. "Yes. I can tell he's very capable. You've made a good choice, Jack." He smiles.
"And she'll get it. I've told her about it, the year that never was, and a little about my history with The Master...going all the way back. We've done a lot of talking in the last year. A lot of sharing. And when I couldn't explain...I showed her." He sighs. "I can't help wanting to protect her, but considering she pretty much ran Torchwood, it's more likely her protecting me anymore. Plus, she'll kick my arse if I keep her out of the loop."