The "little strop" comment - I think you make a legitimate point there, and that wasn't my intention, because as you say, Lydia was well within her rights to be annoyed at Gerald for his Edwardian-era sexism. I suppose I was trying to suggest that he was maybe overreacting a bit to her annoyance; it's not as if she's going to hold it against him longterm because they're friends and she's used to him by now.

I don't think Jimmy would be happy at all if he found out about the prisoners; he took Gerald's vague non-explanation a bit too trustingly, I thought, but no, I think he'd have something to say to Jack if he ever did find out. And yes, Gerald does have nasty thoughts sometimes, doesn't he? I think I wanted to suggest that you don't work for the sort of organisation he works for, doing the job he does, without it rubbing off on you a bit. At least he is vaguely aware that some of the things he does are wrong; I think Torchwood probably has some real monsters working for it overall.

The "of an evening thing" is just me lapsing into my native dialect, I think! :) Horrible turn of phrase, and I don't think the kind of thing an expensively-educated chap like Gerald would say...

I don't know what the last chapter achieves other than that I didn't want to just end it on Gerald blowing some poor guy's brains out, there were still some loose plot points to be explained away, and I just wanted some more Gerald/Harriet, if I'm honest.

Still, thanks for reading and feeding back, and I'm glad you enjoyed it!