Jack looked up at Gwen, watching her with a thinly veiled amusement.

"You quite finished?" he asked when she finally stopped talking, smirking slightly as he watched her. He paused a moment then, there was a difference in his eyes at the thought of forgetting what it was to be human. He had, perhaps, and that wasn't altogether a pleasant thought.

"Sit down," he said again.

"You done telling me how to do my job now? Because --forgive me if I'm wrong-- I thought I'd called you here to talk about you doing yours."