Ianto Jones does coffee and snark (nosuitnoservice) wrote in belorelogs, @ 2015-08-05 07:48:00 |
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Ianto closed the lid of his laptop irritably, pushing his chair back and standing up as though getting physical distance from the problem would help in some way. He felt like he'd been going over these numbers for months just since he'd gotten up this morning and for once he was actually kind of glad the Doctor wasn't here - he might have rather grandly called Ianto a genius, but right now he felt far from it. Realistically, of course, he knew Clara was right - literally no one expected him to solve this, and he almost certainly simply wasn't capable of it anyway, but something still kept him returning to his printouts and screens of code, trying to find... something. Anything. |