Jack licked his lips, letting his head drop onto the pillows to stare at the ceiling a moment. "Ianto was right when he said I haven't been to London in month. My Master hasn't stirred out of London in that same span of time. That would be about the time the Doctor came to visit, and we had a bit of an argument over getting rid of the drums."
He was over-simplifying it, but he wasn't sure he wanted to talk about some of the details with these two. Or with anyone, for that matter. He would have to, eventually, talk to his Master again about it, but not until his Master was willing to talk to him. Even if that was looking to be a rather long time.