"I would hardly say no," he replies, glancing at his watch. It's not that early anymore anyway. They'd been at the second ship for a while, and now with the new discovery of these photographs... He feels like they both really do need it, in one way or another. He'd certainly prefer it himself, to be able to sit down and share these stories over a pint rather than out here in the open as they make their way down the street.

"Tell you what," he says, after a moment, sensing that John probably would like the spotlight switched off of himself for a while yet again. "You buy me a drink and I can tell you about my old boss, yeah?" Another one of the photographs in his stack, but probably the least painful loss of all of them. They'd never really been what Ianto might have called close. Maybe some of the decisions she'd made might even horrify the other man. But it would give him the chance to catch a break, for a few minutes at least.