Well, he was soaking wet... "Thank you," Ianto said gratefully, finally taking the towel and using it to first dry his face and the back of his neck off. "Golems?" he asked curiously. He refused to believe there was not a way to leave the planet... After he got some dry clothes and hopefully a warm shower, he'd do some investigating. At least he hadn't arrived on a hostile planet.
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