wow...jesus. reading this, i felt like ianto did--like i'd been crying for days or wanting to or something. face of boe fics always slay me, but this one had a different kind of resonance--just so visceral--like i want to curl into a ball and weep and yet it was so beautiful and gentle, too. healing in a way, if that doesn't sound too weird. and all of the suits--like a part that jack didn't want to forget but didn't get quite right. i thought it was ironically funny how he didn't like the suit on ianto. and any fic that refers to jack as "captain asshat" has to be made of win.