A faint blush pinked her cheeks. Stepping forward, she kissed him, chastely on the lips. "You warm me with your kind words, Ianto. I almost feel like I do not deserve them, almost." She squeezed his hand and gently began to pull him away from the car.
"Well, today was certainly a good day, no? Owen's a father. Again. Lyssa has a beautiful daughter. Kit attempted to learn to drive." She laughed lightly.