"A defabricator!" Jack grin doesn't falter at the question; after all, there'd been a time when he hadn't know what a defabricator was either. He's learned since then, and it looks like Jamie has the same lesson to learn. "It does exactly what it says on the tin; helps removes pesky and unneeded fabric wherever you point it."

In Jack's case, all those centuries ago, if had been pointed at himself. He wouldn't mind pointing it at others now.

He chuckles at the hand on his shoulder, eyes twinkling, and he remembers another meeting, kissing the other man's hand as a first greeting. He doesn't try for that now, though, merely answering; "Oh it's only a line if you're not sincere about it. I'm completely sincere."

A wink follows the statement, and he adds, "Not too long ago; can't have been more than a couple hours. What about you? It's been awhile."