It’s been a long day, dragged out of bed before dawn to prevent the end of the world. Again. Not that the citizens of Cardiff, or the rest of the world, have the slightest inkling just how close they came to complete destruction. Lucky them.
Sometimes, Ianto’s amazed that the five of them are enough to deal with threats of that magnitude. Okay, so this time they had a little backup from UNIT, but Torchwood took point, as always.
Leaning on the railings, he stares out at the bay, moonlight turning the water to silver. They won.
Life goes on.