Ianto jumped back up once shed shot, running his hand through his hair. “Jesus, Tosh. You’re dangerous with that thing,” he teased. Brushing himself, he and Tosh went over to the limp body off… whatever the hell it was. “Any clue?”
"I try." Tosh shot back with that smile of her's before tucking her gun away. The beast shrunk down to the size of a puppy, it's quils shifting into soft fur. "A little bit, but no really. Hopefully once we get it back to the lab." She gently put the unconscious creature into a pet carrier before getting up quickly. "Lets get back to the van then?"













