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[Tosh has been keeping to her own room for obvious reasons - like the fact that it bloody hurts to walk, and she's afraid that her stitches will rip out, since sewing thread obviously isn't intended for medical use. She gives the bracelet a suspicious look, though, as Jack hasn't come to see her himself since she's been injured.]

What about you?

[...because it's an educated guess. She'll see if he confirms it himself.]

I'm fine. [Liar. He's rather good at it, though. Several lifetimes of practice.] More worried about you than anything else. You need to get that wound taken care of properly.

[He refuses to see her die like that again. And even if it's not at bad this time around, the fact that it's the same injury that bled the life from her eyes while he held her last time...]

And what if something else happens? What if there are people who need it more than I do, Jack? I know healing takes energy from the healers, and after what happened, I'm sure there are people who are worse off than I am. It's just a flesh wound, nothing more.

Besides, I don't even know any healers.

[Other people can wait.]

I'll find one for you, then. There's plenty in the city, and it's what a lot of them do. Flesh wound or not, Tosh, you're seeing a healer.

[Tosh suspects he's less fine than he lets on; she's known him the longest out of any of the members of Torchwood, after all, and she's not as bad at reading people as others might assume she is.]

And you aren't? Does Ianto know about that?

[...she can make an educated guess about how he ended up with those hypothetical injuries, too.]

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Did I say I wasn't?

[Oh, he's nowhere near as fine as he sounds, she's a smart cookie. But his team comes first, he'll worry about himself later. And there is absolutely no need to bring Ianto into this, that's playing dirty.]

I'm just saying, Jack, you ought to worry more about yourself for a change.

[Although, knowing Ianto, he's probably done more than enough worrying for the both of them.]

[Well yes, it's Ianto. That goes without saying.]

If there was anything to worry about, I might. But since I'm fine and you're not, I feel perfectly justified in this.

Sure you are. And that's why you're talking to me like this, rather than face to face.

[She doesn't believe you at all, Jack.]

What, I can't get a little nostalgic? It's just like being back in Cardiff, talking on the comms.

[Then, a moment later,]

Besides, I'm working on a project right now.

[He's got to make his part of the rent somehow. Except that he's not working on anything at the moment, but she doesn't know that.]

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Jack.

[Project? Bullshit. If he'd been capable of doing so, he would have come to see her as soon as possible after he'd heard she'd been injured. Thus, he must be incapable of it right now.]

[He actually did try to at one point, the same piece of tech that's been sitting on his desk since Ianto came home yesterday. It hadn't ended well. But like hell he's admitting to that. She gets an innocent tone instead.]

Yes?

I'm not stupid, you know.

[As well he ought, since not being stupid is basically her job.]

You need to find a healer, too. Probably a different one than whoever you find to heal me.

[Yup, she's the brains of their merry little band, along with Ianto, and he well knows that.]

If there's one word that doesn't belong in the same sentence with the name 'Toshiko Sato,' it's 'stupid.'

[His tone is teasing, but he means it. It was one of the things about her that initially attracted his attention all those years ago, after all. As for the rest of that... His tone remains light.]

Do you really think I'm going to leave off getting myself healed? Really? I mean, I'm not that much of a masochist, thank you, just a little, and usually only in the right circumstances with the right people.

Entirely too much information, Jack.

[Not that she hasn't watched a few of his assignations on the Hub's security cameras, but that's totally irrelevant to the topic at hand.]

Fine. You can find me a healer as long as you find one for yourself, as well. And I'll be mentioning it to Ianto, too.

[Because she knows he'll try to wriggle out of it otherwise.]

[And again with the playing dirty. Tosh, you are entirely too smart for Jack's own good. And besides-]

It's not like it's anything you didn't already suspect. Possibly even know for a fact.

[Can you hear the smirk in his voice? It's not like Jack has ever kept his sexual preferences or exploits a secret, and he has a fairly good idea that he's been seen plenty of times. Also, nope, not acknowledging that last bit, but he is going to start looking for a healer now.]

I think most people could probably suspect that sort of thing within about five minutes of meeting you, Jack. And practically anything else related to sex.

[Her tone sounds a little easier now - easy enough to banter, anyway. She'll have to speak to Ianto later and make sure that Jack's done it, though she figures that even if he doesn't, Ianto himself will make sure to find a healer.]

And what's wrong with that? [His voice is more playful now, appeased in that she's agreed finally.] There is nothing about sex to be ashamed of. Ever.

I didn't say there was anything wrong with it, Jack. [She sounds amused by the turn their conversation has taken.] It's just that some people don't always want to hear that sort of thing. By which I obviously mean people who haven't spent years working with you, of course.

[Good, he'll take amused. He likes seeing- or hearing, as the case may be- Tosh in a good mood, because its far too often that she's troubled. He'll take the time to egg that amusement on, for now.] So that means, for as long as you've worked with me, you don't mind, right?

[Tosh just snorts at the question.] I'm certainly used to it, Jack.

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