Jack turns at the sound of a voice he’s only ever heard in his filthiest dreams—and the face attached to it reminds him so painfully much of Ianto that it steals his breath for a second. It’s that energy, that look in his eyes…

He’s still so young. He still has something in him the world hasn’t touched.

Jack covers his moment of melancholy with an exaggerated visual appraisal.

“I’ll try anything once—twice if you’re on the menu, too.” Jack drawls with a grin as he accepts the plate with one hand and offers his other to shake.

“Captain Jack Harkness.”