Well, that wasn't what Jack had been judging. It took a particular sort to be a Time Agent, even more than a Torchwood agent. Leo got too attached to people, too quickly. That was a worrying trait. He felt betrayal a lot more than Jack would have liked. It stunted him. Perhaps in time he could fix that. Or he could go back in a different Leo Fitz's time line and fix it.

It was still an option. For now, though, he was focused on Jemma.

"The sweets," Jack grinned. "I make sure you got your favorites. Don't blame me because you were too shy to look up for never seeing me. I've been with you for a long time." Always a face in the crowd. Always watching.

He'd been at it for months...for him. It was a lifetime for Jemma.