Ianto glances at the gun in question and then shakes his head.
"We're not going through all that effort just to roast the thing," he says. Or worse. He supposes they might be small enough shooting them probably isn't an option either. Snapping their necks though... Could he really do that? He's shot plenty of alien threats but he's never killed anything with his bare hands before. Not that he can recall, at any rate.
"No," he says again. "We'll. I'll think of something."
Hit it with a stick? A rock? No, that might damage what they're hunting them for in the first place as well...
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"We're not going through all that effort just to roast the thing," he says. Or worse. He supposes they might be small enough shooting them probably isn't an option either. Snapping their necks though... Could he really do that? He's shot plenty of alien threats but he's never killed anything with his bare hands before. Not that he can recall, at any rate.
"No," he says again. "We'll. I'll think of something."
Hit it with a stick? A rock? No, that might damage what they're hunting them for in the first place as well...