The puppy squirms in Ianto's grasp and he struggles to keep a good grasp on her, shushing her gently as he adjusts his hold. It isn't hard to imagine John going running with the little puppy, with the dog as she gets older. It will help her get some of her energy out, and it will help him get some of his own out as well. A dog will keep him company, in this potential job, and more importantly at home. And a dog will give John a job to do. Beyond the bouncing at the club. A purpose that Ianto thinks he needs. A purpose he thinks he needs himself, at the end of the day, truth be told.

"Yes," he says softly, tucking her close to his chest and ruffling a hand through her ruff as he does. "Yes, it's a yes. The puppy is a yes." Glancing down at her and smiling softly as he adds, "How could I possibly say no to a face like this?"