"He got out but he went back. I don't know why. He did promise." Ianto explained as he tried to wrap his head around everything. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked at Jack, unable to process any of it. "He was ... it looked like he was convulsing. I had to check but he was just ... I don't even know. Acting?"

Fuck. He was an idiot. "I'm sorry, Jack. He looked at the files, he was after something." He just wasn't sure what. "I don't know if he found it."