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[51stcenturyman]

No one would find him out here. But that was the whole point. He'd needed... well, he wasn't too entirely sure what anymore. So he'd found a nice lovely secluded cave and was laying in the darkness of it. He doesn't care that the moisture from the rocks is seeping into his clothing. That by the time he does decide to leave the cave he'll be cold.

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[coffeemagic]

After a while, Jack will notice a click, a rustle, and Ianto's quiet voice in his ear. "Jack?" It's not 'sir,' not this time. He allows for a brief pause, then goes on, "Jack, I don't know why, and don't laugh, but I'm worried. Please answer."

[51stcenturyman]

And for a minute there he doesn't. He just listens to the quiet voice. "What is it, Ianto?" His own voice is soft but it sounds possibly tired... not really a physical tired but just... tired.

[coffeemagic]

Ianto hesitates-- it's audible. "Shall I come to you?"

[51stcenturyman]

"You'd have to. I doubt I'm leaving my cave any time soon."