Ianto followed the others into the conference room, sitting Jack on his chair at the head of the table before taking his usual seat to Jack’s right.
All anyone could see of Jack were the tips of his ears poking up above the table.
“Right, any progress, Tosh?”
“Some, but I need to be careful. I don’t want to turn Jack into a human with the brain of a rabbit.”
Unnoticed, Jack had hopped down under the table and was busily humping Ianto’s leg.
Ianto buried his head in his hands and groaned. “I’m not sure I’d notice any difference.”