Ianto can't help but shoot the other man a look at that comment. "An easier time?" he asks, incredulously. He's been rained on, fogged out, and now there's hail. "What in gods name did you have to go through if this is easy?"

Is this supposed to be like some sort of initiation to the planet or something, he wonders? Make them camp then send them questing through the forest, through the elements, trying to seek out this crossroads and make a decision on where they're to live for, what. The rest of their lives? It's all a bit much, and to think there could be more than this is a bit much for Ianto as well.

"Don't tell me that there might be something out here with us as well," he bemoans. Because that's all they need, to have to fight something out here as well.