They were very kind as they helped him out of the cryo-chamber. They understood his urgent need for information and provided it freely.
'How long was I frozen?'
One thousand and twenty years'
'Am I cured?'
'Your brain tumour is gone and you are completely healthy'
'Where am I?'
The Torchwood peninsula, Cardiff'
'Who is in charge?'
'Jack Harkness'
'Get him'
The waiting nearly killed him again but, eventually, he came; a little older, a little greyer but still beautiful. Ianto could not resist, he pulled the man into a passionate kiss.
Jack pulled back, 'Who the fuck are you?'