[Ianto would] have thought that everyone in Torchwood could agree that a medical suite should be spick and span, it was only hygienic. But it fell to Ianto, as usual, to lug the vacuum cleaner all the way up from the junk room in the basement and run it over the dusty carpets of the medical area. Not that any of them would thank him, mind. Nor was it likely that a single one of them would even notice. He might as well be invisible, for all the attention they gave him. Though that sometimes had its advantages.
Another Life by Peter Anghelides (Torchwood Novels #1)
Ianto, precious cinnamon roll that he is, is almost personally offended by the unhygienic nature of what is supposed to be the medical suite. Too precious.
“I don’t age. I regenerate. But humans decay. You wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone you…you can spend the rest of your life with me. But I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on, alone. That’s the curse of the Timelords.”
❝There’s been too many deaths today, way too many people have died! Brand-new creatures and wise old men and age-old enemies! And I’m telling you, I’m telling you right now I am not having one more death! Have you got that? Not one!❞
Earth, 1892. Got in a fight on Ellis Island. Man shot me through the heart, then I woke up. Thought it was kinda strange. But then it never stopped. Fell off a cliff, trampled by horses, world war one, world war two, poison, starvation, a stray javelin. In the end, I got the message. I’m the man who can never die.
So about a year ago I went to Salt Lake Comic Con and I was in line to see John Barrowman 😱 the couple in front of me had a baby and when they go to the front of the line, John goes, “he’s gorgeous! Can I hold him?!” The couple days yes and John proceeded to sing the baby a song. I missed the first few lines because I was fumbling with my camera but this is my favorite 20 seconds of video I have ever taken