Lisa, Captain Harkness, the Master. Oh, it was just a brilliant assortment of people who wanted him dead, wasn't it? Owen didn't know exactly how to feel right now. All of this was just too much to take in at once.
"Did you make it clear the way you knew him?" Owen asked, his voice still betraying no emotion. "Because if you did, he might not having felt the need to explain how he knew you. No need to rock the boat, after all."