Rose saw his backward glance and looked at him worriedly. Again, everything seemed to lead back to Jack. It had to be hard to be Jack sometimes. No, most of the time. And then to be the bloke in love with him? Well, Rose had to feel sort of bad for Ianto, really.
"That's incredible," Rose admitted, dropping her head into her hands. Then she stifled a yawn. Ianto was looking a bit down, she was looking a bit exhausted, why had she kept him up so late? "Oh, for pity's sake, look at us. Gossiping like a couple of school kids." She reluctantly pulled herself to her feet, wondering just how hard it was going to be to sneak an edge of sheet from Remus. Or better still, what the Doctor's expression would be if she just stole his! "You ought to be getting into bed, Jack'll have my head if you start walking around looking like I beat you for keeping you up all night."