Ianto has been walking the stasis pods, doing his best to try and find anyone he can of the Torchwood team, just to reassure his anxieties that they really are alive and well, if suspended in a stasis they may never wake from (or at least not in his life time). There's just so many pods to check, and he's doing his best to keep his bearings that he's not repeating any rows that he doesn't realize he's interrupting a private moment until he's nearly upon it.

And by then it's already far too late and Ianto stands frozen in place as he takes in the measure of the figure in front of him. Trying to wrap his brain around what he's seeing and hearing at the same time. Because his mind is spelling out robot and any humanoid robotic automatically triggers the recalling of Cybermen in Ianto's memory, but the warmth in his voice -- his? it certainly sounds like a 'him', to Ianto anyway -- and the passion in the stories he's telling are certainly unlike anything any Cyberman would ever be able to recall.

Ianto has probably been standing there far longer than would be considered polite and would probably be standing there still, frozen in place, but the latest story has run its course and now it's awkward and painfully obvious that he's been eavesdropping as he hovers there on the edge of his peripheral.

"I..." he starts, having absolutely no idea where he's about to go from there.