Your head’s in the clouds today,” Gwen says.
Ianto looks up from the papers he hasn’t been reading. Her tone’s friendly, but she’s watchful, checking to see if he’s all right. She takes her responsibilities seriously, does Gwen.
He gives a half-smile in return. “Above them, more like it,” he says, unable to resist.
Gwen raises her eyebrows. “That’s enigmatic. Now you have to share, you know.”
“Last night, Jack took me . . . traveling.”
“Traveling?” Gwen prompts, when he stops.
“Up there,” Ianto clarifies, gesturing with his thumb.
Gwen’s eyes widen as she takes his meaning. “What’s it like?” she asks, in a tone of jealous wonder.
Ianto considers. He can’t think how to describe a living ship that’s bigger on the inside, not and do it justice, so he skips forward.
“He showed me the Earth, from space. It’s . . . amazing. It’s beautiful.”
“I’ll bet,” Gwen says, her eyes alight, imagining.
That decides him. The others defend the Earth (even Owen, on a good day). They deserve the same gift. Ironically, Ianto thinks Jack will be a harder sell than the Doctor.
He's confident, though. He can handle Jack — in more ways than one.