Gwen smirked and looped her arm around Anna's, patting her comfortingly. The lift ascended, and she adjusted her balance. Even now, she wasn't particularly used to the strange sensation that went with using Torchwood's "back door."

"Believe me, compared to some things..." she shuttered. "But if we can round it up with no problem, it'll be something to show off to the boys. Let 'em know the new girls can handle anything they can." She tapped her foot impatiently as the lift rose.