Ianto steps up to walk beside him, reaching out to take the photograph from him to study it closer as John holds it out to him in turn. Their poses are easy together. Relaxed. Not that John isn't always sort of relaxed in some way, but this is his boss in the picture with him. Another 'good' person, in John's description. It's obvious from his words that he'd admired her. He tries not to think about the way he's speaking about her in the past tense and what it might mean for this Elizabeth in turn.

"All the best leaders do," Ianto replies. "Make you feel like you're worth something. Even on the lowest rung of the ladder." He glances aside at John, gently holding the photograph back to him. "Did you get along well?" He can only imagine what it must have been like, trying to keep him in line.