"2009, huh. And yet, not any more? So they're bringing people in from different timezones?"
He scoops up the wriststrap and puts it on, fumbling a bit with the buckle because it feels different from what he's used (mainly because of the changes Gwen had to make when she dug it out of the rubble and put it back together again). Then he prowls about the room, putting on a bit of a show because he knows Ianto's watching him, poking in the drawers (grinning a bit at the sex toys he finds) and the wardrobes, cocking his head at the fact that there are definitely two sets of clothes in there.
He looks back at Ianto with a quizzical look. "Some of these are mine, right? We both live here?"