Ianto shrugged, nodding. "Guess so. Most people where I live don't really have garages, after all, let alone garages with ships and hovercars and the likes," he said, with a bit of a smirk.

Ianto was fast coming to the conclusion that he'd be shipping off soon, too. That he just needed to use Sulu's computer to shoot the worldhopper a message and then he'd be gone and back to where he was supposed to be a matter of minutes from then. Ianto was quickly finding that he really didn't want to go. At all. He knew he had to, but he was starting to proverbially shuffle his feet and stall, being slow to unbuckle his belt as Sulu brought them into the garage and started to power down the car.