Q Au S4 Torchwood - Owen, jack and meteors

As you can see on the charts, Rhiannon was bally clever in her methods. I'm quite sure my skull will not only deflect the meteor but I will live to tell about it. Are you sure, Owen? I don't believe in goddesses. Rhiannon doesn't believe in you either- she told me so herself. And yet here you sit. Point taken. I certainly hope you're right because I'd hate to see you die again. Aw, Jack, I always knew you loved me. In a father-son sort of way. Not the other way. But just in case it doesn't work could you stand a little further to your left so your exploding organs don't stain my suit? I walked right into that. Bam! Oh, here it comes! Hey spiky-haired guy next to me- look sharp! Here we go! It's coming!! Bring it on Lord of the Underworld! You can't catch me! Crossing my fingers... Full of confidence! Worried about my suit! Rather cross with the boss at the moment. - Closer!! It's coming!! - Eek!! Blimey!!