"It's.. Yeah, she lives there. She's got a nest in the wall. Um. Tends to eat sheep when she gets let out." Ianto sounded very sheepish (ha!) at that. Even rubbed the back of his head in a very boyish fashion over it. "I .. sort of named her Myfanwy. But it isn't official or anything."
At mention of the rift, Ianto straightened a little, then thought better of it and hunched so he could wrap himself up in the blanket. He was sort of wishing for Jack's coat about now. "It's a rift in time and space. Mainly, we get the flotsam and jetsam of the universe tossed at us. From any where and any when. Sometimes it takes people or things but not often." Though, even once was too often for Ianto's taste. He grew sober thinking abut Flat Holm.