[ Ianto, lay sopping wet and unconscious in the center square. After a minute, he stirs and sits up, coughing and gasping. What the - ? It takes a while longer for him to finally cease and get his breath in check and that's when he glances around. There's something familiar about this place... and then it hits him. He's been here before. It's only been three days since he's seen it, but it may as well have been a lifetime, after everything that happened. Everything, that had of course led up to his death. And now, he's alive again. Funny how that works. As you can tell, Ianto is very distinctly Not Panicking.
With a groan, he pushes himself to his feet, swaying dangerously, he finds a wall to lean against and takes a few moments to catch his breath and get his balance back. Not doing too bad for a dead man, at any rate. ]
[ The video flickers onto a very wet Ianto Jones. He looks bedraggled, exhausted and pale, leaning against a wall. The cut on the side of his face looks a lot older and untended to and his clothes are rumbled as well as wet. He runs a shaky hand over his face and takes a deep, shaking breath before he addresses the camera in a calm, unwavering voice. ]
Vatheon, right? I was here before... only a few days passed back home, I think. How long was I actually gone ?
[ Added, quietly...]
Please be still here...