"Nope. They're aliens." He gave her a bright grin. "Alien lifeforms; parasites, as it were, living in the blood of the host and germinated by moonlight. And no, actually; that was one of my least 'things exploding' adventures. She was cross about our, I suppose I must admit, rather cavalier attitude toward the whole thing. And possibly because I lied to her and told her I was Scottish. Still, I don't really think it warranted naming me the number one enemy of Torchwood."

After his talk with Jack there's a little less anger in the way he speaks of the place, but you can still hear a certain venom in his tone when he says the name.