"I don't exactly discuss it, no." Ianto shifted on his feet. "And I haven't asked, though I suspect Doctor Harper - the one from my reality, if a few years further along - has done so. He doesn't appear to remember any details of his visits, though." Privately, he thought that might be because every time he'd run into Owen, the man had been in the pub, or the hotel bar. Usually trying yet another new drink. But he couldn't be certain.