"Just considering my options. Sam will be angry with me over this, but apparently it never matters what I do or don't do anyway because of how much he hates me, so why would it matter?" Childish, perhaps, but he was feeling very slighted. He stepped out of the cell and next to Ianto. "Lead the way, Ianto. Up the stairs, right? I want access to all files, so take me to whatever computer offers that."

He loosened his shoulders and yawned lazily, then decided to continue their little gab session. "I assume you don't know Sam well. No one ever does. Only me." He didn't doubt that for a moment. "But you know of him. I bet you've talked about him too, with Jack and the others. So... Tell me if he has been dating. I'm curious."