[It takes Ianto a moment to realize that the light in the passageway is not ambient in nature, but due to the little orbs floating around the man beside him. Floating. It takes him a moment to gather that information and another moment to keep himself from reacting to it, but it's there if Caleb is watching. In the widening of his eyes and the smoothing of his expression from there.

Act natural. This is fine. Nothing to see here. This sort of thing is totally natural. Happens all the time...]

Ah, we're. Spare parts. That is. He's looking for spare parts from the wreck in the hopes to cobble something together and help with the dragon. At least. That's what he's said, at any rate.

[Ianto, being Ianto, is ever the skeptic.]

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