Owen skulked up from the vaults, shoulders hunched and arms hanging at his sides. He was walking oddly, almost shuffling with his knees bent.
Ianto watched him curiously. Something wasn’t right.
Owen jerked around, snarled and backed away.
That was… odd.
“Jack? I think we have a problem.”
“What is it now?”
“You know Owen’s been running tests on Janet using that new piece of alien medical tech…”
“I vaguely recall something about that, yes.”
“I think he may have accidentally switched bodies with her.”
“Our medic’s a weevil?”
“Yeah, and I don’t think she’s very happy about it!”