He listens with an odd fascination at hearing how Ianto thinks of Cardiff, and Torchwood. His lip curls, and he shrugs lightly. "I'd already left," he says, and he can't keep the bleakness out of his tone as he remembers the gaping hole in the Plass where the Hub had used to be. "There's nothing left there, nothing at all." Not even Gwen, now she's here too. "I couldn't stay, not after all that."