Ianto hums along with everything the other man says, watching her wiggle wag at him as he pets her in his arms. She will get big, he can see it in the size she is already, and how big her feet are. She'll need to grow into them. She'll need to grow into a lot. She'll need to learn how to be a dog, and it's true, with their schedule these days there'll often be someone around to help her. That if they save up to afford this PI business they've been talking about, then she might be with them all the time. A partner in crime. Or against crime, rather. He smiles at the thought, as she snuffles at John's hand in turn.

"She'll have a lot of energy," he agrees. "She's already got a lot of energy." He glances up at the other man. "You could have someone to willingly go with you on your runs." More willingly than Ianto, anyway. Even if Ianto has gone too, in the past. Ianto's fitness levels are a work in progress...