Re: The rest of the bait - Ianto & Cal
Ianto had years of schooling in tempering his expression to remain neutral even when he feared his concentration would be shaken. It served him well, now.
He wasn't quite sure when he'd become perfect bait material, because this hadn't even been the first time. It went against every grain of sensibility to actually make himself noticed rather than taking the subtle approach; there wouldn't be a Time Lock here if everything went to hell, and there was no coming back after this if a single shot from the Dalek hit its mark. But when had that ever stopped any of them.
Following Cal's direction from the other buildings opposite him, he intermittently fired bursts of bullets at the Dalek to keep diverting its attention, so it wouldn't focus too long on any single person - more significantly, focus too long on Cal, who was doing a fine job of distracting it. Despite the gravity of the situation, the side of his lips curled up into a wry smirk as he heard the battle cry: "Hey! Y'overgrown trash can!"