It was either relief, or the impossibility of it, but he found himself mildly amused that Owen had managed once more to keep on existing. Ianto made a mental note to buy him a drink once everything made sense again, if Owen could take it. Sounded like he deserved one. Ianto's mood took another sway toward relief when he heard Jack was there as well, but he swallowed down the lump in his throat when the hope that she'd say Tosh too went unanswered.
He slipped one hand into his pocket as he absorbed it all, although he doubted everything would kick in until he'd actually seen the others. Assuming that there was no Rift in the city, it didn't sound like its absence made a difference to the miscellany that turned up there. Pressing his lips together, the line of his mouth was thin at the concept of Torchwood being a buffer between unknown demons and superheroes. He pondered how the team were taking to that. Managing it, he trusted.
One thing for sure was that hearing the Hub was there shot down on impact any ideas of getting back to Cardiff, if that was even possible now. Wherever Torchwood was, he'd stay. He hadn't heard of buildings moving like that before. Temporal shifts where destroyed buildings reappeared, maybe, but just... moving. Well, if it could happen to people... Deciding to leave the logistic theories for later when he wasn't standing outside in the darkening evening with the threat of vampires and demons around, he took a step toward Suzie.
"Were you going somewhere, or can we walk and talk on the way back?"