John really was sorry, but it was the truth. He raised both brows at the two of them, realizing a few things at about the same moment. One, Ianto was part of a secret alien... hunting thing, and not a serial killer or something equally as bad (but interesting enough for the community), and Sherlock would probably be sad to learn that. Two, the Cardiff in this world was much more interesting than the one in his own. Three, there were aliens in Cardiff. And, finally, four, which was that he was being hesitantly invited to see said aliens.
"I'm... not sure that's a good idea," John said hesitantly, giving them both a look, "You know, being that you're supposed to be a secret. Wouldn't me actually seeing it be... a little counter productive?" Though he wouldn't mind, he'd also not mind being in the dark if it meant less trouble for everyone involved.
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:11 am (UTC)"I'm... not sure that's a good idea," John said hesitantly, giving them both a look, "You know, being that you're supposed to be a secret. Wouldn't me actually seeing it be... a little counter productive?" Though he wouldn't mind, he'd also not mind being in the dark if it meant less trouble for everyone involved.