"We really shouldn't be leaving, right now," Jack agreed, watching the crowd more directly. "We can try to find a quiet corner to hang out in, but I'd rather take my chances with bigoted idiots than bombs." His reasoning was the same as Owens; he didn't know if this was the same reality he knew. Even if he had, he wouldn't have wanted to risk it. They were changing it just by being there. How they'd change it in a way that would lead to bombs falling, he wasn't so sure about, but he wasn't up to taking that particular risk with Owen and Tosh's safety.

He put his hand on Tosh's elbow to steer her a little further away from the crowd, and moved away himself.