Jack had been a spider for six days and was heartily tired of the whole situation. He just wanted to be himself.
“Everything indicates that you’ll change back when you lose your fear,” Tosh explained apologetically.
“Fear of what? Spiders or constantly falling over?” Jack grumbled. “If it’s the first then I’m doomed; I loathe spiders more than ever now. Stupid therapy device.” He struck it with a leg, light surrounded him, and when it faded, there stood Jack.
“Hey, look! I’ve got all my parts back!”
“So you have,” Ianto replied, and dragged Jack away to his bunk.