Ianto sat on the broad ledge outside Myfanwy’s aerie, back against the rough stone wall, legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankle. Myfanwy sat, or rather stood, beside him, looking out over the Hub. They were sharing a bar or chocolate, although in truth the Pteranodon was getting most of it.
“What do you think, old girl? Will Jack ever come back or is he having too much fun travelling with the Doctor?”
Myf butted him gently with her head. “Squawk.” Ianto fed her more chocolate.
“Yeah, guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”