Dydd Hapus Gŵyl Dewi.

What Ianto said.

Going out to enjoy the parade, and ignoring the shocking issue. I love a parade.

And we managed to enjoy the whole day without anyone getting hurt. Needless to say, I’m rather happy now that you’re back to normal. 

I’m ex-static.

…. :)

…….Good lord, you’re lucky that I like you. 

Dydd Hapus Gŵyl Dewi.

What Ianto said.

Going out to enjoy the parade, and ignoring the shocking issue. I love a parade.

And we managed to enjoy the whole day without anyone getting hurt. Needless to say, I’m rather happy now that you’re back to normal. 

I’m ex-static.

…. :)

.......Good lord, you're lucky that I like you. 

Dydd Hapus Gŵyl Dewi.

What Ianto said.

Going out to enjoy the parade, and ignoring the shocking issue. I love a parade.

And we managed to enjoy the whole day without anyone getting hurt. Needless to say, I'm rather happy now that you're back to normal. 

Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body’s force, Some in their garments though new-fangled ill; Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse; And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure, Wherein it finds a joy above the rest: But these particulars are not my measure, All these I better in one general best. Thy love is better than high birth to me, Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’ cost, Of more delight than hawks and horses be; And having thee, of all men’s pride I boast:    Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take    All this away, and me most wretched make.

-William Shakespeare, Sonnet 91

I thought you might appreciate some light reading while you are so terribly bored. We should be getting you back to normal soon. 

Ianto Jones, how unspeakably cruel of you to send that to me when I am stuck in this cell.

I thought it was a fair trade, seeing as you have been singing altered lines to Disney songs at the top of your lungs for the last twenty minutes. 

My singing is heavenly. I don’t know what you’re complaining about.

I rather think that you do. I don't mind your singing most times, however when you're wailing to alert all of us that you're bored it rather lacks the 'heavenly' qualities you're claiming. 

Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body’s force, Some in their garments though new-fangled ill; Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse; And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure, Wherein it finds a joy above the rest: But these particulars are not my measure, All these I better in one general best. Thy love is better than high birth to me, Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’ cost, Of more delight than hawks and horses be; And having thee, of all men’s pride I boast:    Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take    All this away, and me most wretched make.

-William Shakespeare, Sonnet 91

I thought you might appreciate some light reading while you are so terribly bored. We should be getting you back to normal soon. 

Ianto Jones, how unspeakably cruel of you to send that to me when I am stuck in this cell.

I thought it was a fair trade, seeing as you have been singing altered lines to Disney songs at the top of your lungs for the last twenty minutes. 

Ah dear...

I finally purchased a new laptop after the destruction of my last one. It seems that I had some difficulty managing to get on Tumblr once more. How Jack was the one to figure out what my problem was I will never understand. 

I’m sorry I electrocuted your computer. I didn’t mean to. Also, did you know that I can now restart my own heart? Useful skill.

…I don’t believe it’s a useful skill if the thing which allowed you to restart it also almost stopped it, or put it into an irregular rhythm. 

Who wouldn’t want their heart to dance a samba? Olé!

...Right. I'll be getting back to work, then. 

Ah dear...

I finally purchased a new laptop after the destruction of my last one. It seems that I had some difficulty managing to get on Tumblr once more. How Jack was the one to figure out what my problem was I will never understand. 

I’m sorry I electrocuted your computer. I didn’t mean to. Also, did you know that I can now restart my own heart? Useful skill.

...I don't believe it's a useful skill if the thing which allowed you to restart it also almost stopped it, or put it into an irregular rhythm. 

"Well even if you say you aren’t, I’m pretty sure you are. I hear stories about you all the time. The one I hear often from Jack is about how you got a telephone signal from one of the machines inside the base. I must say, that is indeed very smart."

It wasn’t that complicated. I mean, I know most things about the Hub, how it works, it was just a matter of — ah, well, thank you. That’s kind of you to say. I’ve heard your rather smart as well. 

"Oh, dear. Well, I hope they’re good things. I could be wrong. Since it’s me, they could be good or bad. But, that doesn’t matter. I hope he’s been treating you well since I’ve been gone. You seem to be a kind, trustworthy lad."

They are, for the most part. He talks rather fondly of you. He's been doing his best. I do my best to be those things, though I'm not certain that I always am.Thank you, though. That's kind of you. 

How embarrassing! You two finally meeting… I can’t tell you want I’m thinking right now.

I'm rather certain that I don't want to know what you're thinking right now.