Ianto took a sip of the tea and closed his eyes with a content smile. "Not bad. I might be able to make a teaboy out of you yet," he teased, leaning against Jack.
"No, but I have some idea of the amount of paperwork I'd have to do if you we started torching parts of Cardiff," Ianto teased affectionately. "Team was good. Clint's a good handler -not you, but good. Probably a better shot than you. Deirdre can hold her own and is a decent field medic on the side. The trainee can apparently summon ravenous rats. I tell you, sometimes I don't know how to compare to half of the folks at SHIELD. Don't have any special powers or the like."