"Atlantis," Ianto repeats incredulously, as he stands dripping before the other man. At least it isn't freezing in this cavernous hallway he's dragged him into, which is something. Major, though. Well, that answers that he supposes.

He takes a step away from the other man, running a hand through his dampened hair as he tries to wrap his head around this second jump in -- time and place? John's memory? -- as well as understand John's explanation of it.

"Well, since we're here now. Get to it faster then," he says. "What is this place? Where is this place?" He turns back to the other man, shaking his head as he does. "I saw it on your patches, but I just thought... I don't know, a team name maybe? "