Jack isn't lying about the end of the universe. At some times, he wishes that he didn't know at all, that he would not have ever gotten that far, never met Professor Yana and consequentially the Master as well, never had to experience the Year That Never Was. And yet, without that year, he isn't sure that he'd ever appreciate Torchwood and the home that he'd created there as much as he does. Go figure.

"We're not all that different," he says with a smile. "I mean. I don't look all that different to you, do I?"