Jack was enjoying more recon for the new Hub of Torchwood. Things were coming along slowly but coming along. It was even better than Ianto had arrived to this strange place as well, he was so much more organized than Jack. He smiled; the organizational skills of Ianto Jones were only a fraction of why Jack was happy he was here and thoughts of him made the Captain smile.
He pulled his long great coat around him a bit more as the wind picked up, flapping the bottom of the jacket and mussing his hair a bit as well. He was glad the coffee shop - headquarters wasn't too far away, or so he hoped as the streets kept moving. That was just... very inconvenient. Jack put his head down a bit and trudged on in the increasingly cold weather.