Ianto glances aside at the other man, watching him evade the question and deciding perhaps it's best he step in to field this for all their sakes. Because it isn't John's fault. No matter what he might try to tell anyone otherwise.

"The two cities. In a demonstration of good faith, they decided to give each other back one specific important artifact each they'd been holding of the other culture, a spoil of war. Wyver planning to send Nithor's skull back to Olympia. And Olympia planning to send Ysverai's heart back to Wyver." He tries to disguise another look at John as an attempt to see whether he's getting this right, but John will know he's mostly checking in on him.

"Both of the transports were set upon by bandits, but in the end they only stole the heart. The dragon's heart. Their leader -- Raysc, the estranged son of the king of Wyver -- got it in his head that his father was getting too soft, with all these dealings with Olympia. So he decided he'd raise a dragon from the dead and make life a little more exciting for all of us." He reaches for his coffee and pauses to take a sip. "He got eaten by it of course. And now here we are all on the station because as it turns out, undead dragons are exceptionally difficult to dispose of."