"Our, um, 'home base,'" Gwen offered in way of halfhearted explanation. "We're part of a team called Torchwood. We're here to help, I promise."
She gave him her comforting smile, hoping it was enough to convince him they weren't interested in dissecting or imprisoning him. Well, at least she and Anna weren't. She sure wasn't going to speak for Owen and Jack.
"Come on," she says, gesturing. "We'll show you around, make sure you're okay. Then we can figure out how to help you."
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Date: 2009-03-08 03:02 am (UTC)She gave him her comforting smile, hoping it was enough to convince him they weren't interested in dissecting or imprisoning him. Well, at least she and Anna weren't. She sure wasn't going to speak for Owen and Jack.
"Come on," she says, gesturing. "We'll show you around, make sure you're okay. Then we can figure out how to help you."