Rose leaned back on her hands with a smirk, eyeing him. Oh, he was adorable. Jack had done well picking this one. Not that he needed her approval, of course, but if he asked it? She'd have given it. This bloke loved her sweet hero, the one who'd kissed her goodbye on Satellite 5 and told she was worth fighting for. She knew in her heart it could never be her. Whatever had happened between her time and his had created a gap, one she could never hope to step over. So if it had to be someone else? Ianto was a perfectly good choice.
Tucking her hair behind her ears, she leaned back again and surveyed him with an interested look. "All right, then," she said with a wide grin. "Have it your way. What is it we're changing the subject to, hmm? World peace? Intergalactic peace, maybe, that's always a good one." She giggled, then, at her own effort to remind him that his interplanetary explorations weren't his alone. "Latest episode of EastEnders? I know you'd have to be far ahead of me, I'm not even caught up on the latest where I'm from. Is it still going, I wonder?"