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[torchwoodbutler]

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[another_phace]

"You gotta focus on the minute," Logan muttered, blue eyes dark with memory. He frowned and then sighed. "I'd say try not to think about it until nobody's depending on you. Then let yourself grieve or vent or whatever."

[torchwoodbutler]

"It's hard not to think about it, the place is so empty without them and there are things that remind me of what we're missing."

[another_phace]

"Yeah. I know. But... well... that's the thing, isn't it?" Logan brushed the blue strands of hair that fell from its ponytail away, shoving them behind an ear. "It's hard for everyone... someone has to step up and steady the boat, so to speak. If you wanna be that person you have to find the strength to bar the memories."

[torchwoodbutler]

"I have to be, Gwen's always been the emotional one and Jack is, he can't, he's been through too much lately." Ianto says.

[mommaslilangeal]

"Sometimes it can be difficult," Angeal answers. "I focus on my friends, on their needs, on what I can do to help. I hold back my pain, until I can deal with it. You may wish to do differently."

[torchwoodbutler]

"It is," Ianto agrees, "I think I have to; one of us needs to hold it together, right?"

[mommaslilangeal]

A nod. "Find some time to cool down, after it's over."

[torchwoodbutler]

"It is over, now we're trying to clean up and find a way to rebuild."

[danica_grey]

Danica blinked and sat back, breathing out smoke from her ever-present cigarette, and then stubbed it out as she considered him. Finally, slowly, and a little hesitantly since she wasn't used to counseling folks who weren't already dead, she ventured

[torchwoodbutler]

"It feels like they've lost their hand holds and I'm the only one holding onto the mountain and I'm slowly losing my grip." Ianto says, "I know, one day it'll get better, the hurt lessens over time. That doesn't change how I feel now."

[danica_grey]

"...yeah, actually I know something resembling that feeling." She hesitated again, glanced at him. "My name's Danica. Had a twin once. Note the past tense. And there was no way to fucking comfort myself at first either. All advice seemed like drivel. I don't expect anything optimistic I say'll be much help to you right this moment, though it might later

[torchwoodbutler]

"I've grieved before and a part of my duties are getting food and drink for my co-workers, I usually get some for myself as well" Ianto states, "I suppose the only thing to worry about is sleep and thats only because Jack doesn't need much sleep."

[slow_heal]

Gray looked at Ianto, confusion on his face. He took a long moment, "Mr Jones?" he said sounding cautious. After coming here he'd been thinking alot. He'd returned to see Jack.
The pair had fought, argued, yelled. They'd talked.
Gray's face sported several brusies and cuts from his interaction with Jack. The pair had come to the agreement.
One that involved staying as far away from Ianto and Gwen as he could get. He took a long moment, trying to fight all of the instincts he had. "Sorry" he said almost like he meant it.

[torchwoodbutler]

Ianto tenses when he sees Gray and glares, "Why should I believe anything you say?"

[slow_heal]

He paused, carefully considering his words. "You Shouldn't" he agreed finally.

[torchwoodbutler]

"Glad, we're agreed," Ianto said, though he doesn't happy.

[torchwoodbutler]

"My friends are torn up, someone has to be strong for the others right now. Once they're better, I'll take my turn."

[torchwoodbutler]

"I do, I work with them, so I see them everyday"