"The...Nathra?" Ianto has to ask, raising an eyebrow at the use of the word. He doesn't want to appear under-informed, but all of this is such new information, it's hard to keep a grasp on it all.
He glances down at the brochures as they're handed back to him, taking them back and studying them for a moment before looking back up to the other. "Forgive me if it's a foolish question but. I take it that, with all of this information given on the planet below, I'm to understand that staying on the station here is not a given option..." He supposes it makes sense, that there just isn't enough space to sustain them all. But the thought of leaving the team behind -- that is if he can even locate their pods in the first place -- is a hard pill to swallow.
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He glances down at the brochures as they're handed back to him, taking them back and studying them for a moment before looking back up to the other. "Forgive me if it's a foolish question but. I take it that, with all of this information given on the planet below, I'm to understand that staying on the station here is not a given option..." He supposes it makes sense, that there just isn't enough space to sustain them all. But the thought of leaving the team behind -- that is if he can even locate their pods in the first place -- is a hard pill to swallow.