Being held, eyes flicking rapidly over hers, he calms, his heartbeat slowing. Relief flows as he slowly smiles at her. "Quite right, too."
He blinks, and takes her hands from his face, holding them. "Right. Jack is pulling up the CCTV footage, see if we can trace where he may have gone. Then I was thinking, using that footage if it's clear enough, or old Saxon campaign images, we can build a program to monitor the CCTV for him...meantime, I also want to work in the TARDIS, maybe link it to the Rift monitoring software here, see if we can find out the underlying cause...our new course, the other me showing up at the same time, Jenny, now the Master." He finally pauses for a breath. "So, Miss Torchwood hot-shot, any thoughts?"