Owen nodded his head and leaned back against the sofa. He turned his face and kissed Lyssa's hand, before resting his head against it, staring across at Ianto. He was more than just a co-worker now. He was a mate. A good mate at that. He hated to see Ianto all a mess.
"I think he does. But he has to make that decision." He smiled warmly at Ianto. "Well, finish your list."