[Ianto has been slowly getting used to the idea of the Monsters, and the fact that that makes him a Witch. Growing up he'd always imagined what it might be like to have powers, although perhaps more in the superhuman sense than the sort he finds himself surrounded by now.

Still, the ears startle him. As does the man's intense gaze. Ianto's wide bright blue eyes meeting his... Gold. Well, that's new.]

I'm not about to just sit back and watch! What's the point of...

[He throws a hand around them, though he hardly knows where to start.]

All this, if in the end there's nothing we can do? There has to...

[He jerks slightly against the other man's grip, but he has no idea what he's doing. He doesn't even know how to properly use the magic he's apparently now got in simple situations, never mind catastrophes of this sort.]