"Yes! That's them exactly!" Weird to get excited over a pair of mismatched Wellingtons, but Ianto rather liked dry feet. He took the boots with a thanks and immediately fell to examining them. They must have pleased him, because one at a time, he slipped a foot out of his dress shoes and into the boots. It looked really really stupid coupled with his charcoal suit, but at least he was dry, now. Stupid and utterly pleased with things.
"Thank you! Well. The museum's large enough that everyone can have their own corner, which is a benifit, I'll admit. And we do what we can to pull our weight." If that meant that the other man organized and kept things neat, well, it was an impulse that Ianto could readily understand. "Shall we attempt to find the leak, then?"