A/N: Hey everyone I gave up reading FF for lent, luckily that doesn't include writing it (that's my story and I'm sticking to it) or I would have gone batty by now. Even though I dislike Twilight this fit too well not to write it down, enjoy!
Ianto fixed Jack with a stare he couldn't avoid even with his back turned to him.
"How old are you?"
"41," he answered, fiddling with the sheets beside him.
"How long have you been 41?"
"A while," He admitted.
Jack had done some weird roleplaying in his time but this topped them all.