Owen was the first to notice that Ianto was starting to look less fragmented and more… together. There seemed to be more of him existing in one place, as if the fragments were being pulled back together. Instead of just seeing a hand, there was a whole arm and shoulder visible and sometimes, both legs were in the expected place at the same time. If you didn’t look any higher than his knees, you could almost believe that all of Ianto was walking across the Hub. It seemed whatever the alien tech had done to him was gradually wearing off.
Soon it was clear that from doing a dozen things at once, Ianto was down to just two or three.
Tosh managed to scan Ianto in bits and confirmed that the strange energy he’d absorbed was dissipating. After almost seven hours, he was finally slowing, like a clockwork toy running down.
In due course, he ground to a halt and stood, wavering slightly, in the middle of the Hub.
“Well, that was different.”
“How d’you feel, mate?” Owen asked.
“Tired. Think I’ll join Jack for a lie down.”
Jack had never been more grateful to see just one complete Ianto.