Owen glared at Olwen. “We don’t have to be bloody careful,” he hissed. “You may work here, I work for Torchwood. Remember?” He rolled his eyes but turned back to watch Jack. “They won’t give a shit. I was going to say husband, but cousins work. Isn’t that right cuz…” He watched Jack, frowning at what she said. “They’re going to try to keep bringing him back. We have to get them outside somehow. Otherwise he’s never gonna die. Hate to say it, but for once, I actually want him to die, at least now.”
He looked up, hearing something, but he didn’t know what it was. He watched Jack, worrying. Yeah, the paramedics and the nurses were going to be trouble. “It will cause a problem for Jack. He can’t die, but he’s still only human. He’ll be in a lot of pain unless he dies.” He growled. “Fuck… What do you think?”