Ianto raised an eyebrow, not really believing the promise, because he'd seen Sulu exploring things already, but he didn't say anything, giving Sulu the benefit of the doubt. He keyed in his code to the door on the pad beside, and walked inside. The room was pretty dark and cavernous, obviously having been some sort of tunnel at one point or another. Side rooms jutted from the main one for items that couldn't be classified or housed with the others. In the middle were shelves and shelves of files and artifacts and paperwork, all in an order that only Ianto himself seemed to recognize. Far along, at the end of where the shelves sat, was a desk with a computer set up like the rest of the workstations were in the Hub, which Ianto used to input new items to the computerized system.

"Welcome to the archives, then, Sulu," Ianto said, with a sweeping gesture towards the room. "We've got paperwork, weapons, paperwork, miscellaneous, paperwork, secure archives, paperwork, pretty much useless junk, and paperwork. Where would you like to see?"