Tim focused on his coffee for a moment, thinking. After a little under half a cup, he took out a pencil and scribbled a sequence of characters on his napkin, then pushed it across to Jack.
2#3lc4rO.
"That's the surveillance system password. Destroy the napkin as soon as you've got it memorized."
He took a deep breath.
"I'm going to need to ease back into this. Torchwood two or three nights a week, on my own the rest of the time, at least for now. But you can call me whenever you need me. And..."
He smiled, just slightly, with a wry, rare moment of self-awareness.
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2#3lc4rO.
"That's the surveillance system password. Destroy the napkin as soon as you've got it memorized."
He took a deep breath.
"I'm going to need to ease back into this. Torchwood two or three nights a week, on my own the rest of the time, at least for now. But you can call me whenever you need me. And..."
He smiled, just slightly, with a wry, rare moment of self-awareness.
"We'll keep each other in check."