"Actually," she tells Ianto, eyes widening, "the ship could have comfortably held another hundred or more people. It was huge. There were parts of it we never got to explore because they were damaged. The hull was open to space and the shields were down. That kind of thing."

Taking a breath, she tips her head to the side and contemplates John. "You're a carrier of the ATA gene?" Shaking her head, she takes a drink from her cup. "The ship worked as soon as we started touching things, really. It didn't matter who or what, though I'm guessing that most of the people that were known carriers of the gene had already been shipped off to, uh." She glances at Ianto before looking back at John. "With you guys. With us, it didn't matter. We had to survive with what we could get through the gate - people, supplies, anything we could get our hands on - while the Lucian Alliance was attacking. We had six minutes."

She lifts her shoulders and sighs. "We lost a lot of personnel before we got on board and lost a few more over the last year and a half. Now this. I'm not sure what's next."