“Torchwood Three, Ianto Jones speaking.”
“Good morning, Mr. Jones. How are things in Cardiff?”
“Agent Coulson. It’s good to hear from you. I’d understood you’d been released from the hospital.”
“Two weeks ago, yes. It was a bad way to learn not to turn your back on an insane Asgardian with a magical spear, I’ll admit.”
“I’ll keep that in mind in
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