Tosh's temper had yet to cool when she arrived at the HUB. She knew that she was over reacting, if ever so slightly, but the elderly woman's remarks had burrowed deep into her skin. She too had felt the love of someone of her own sex. Granted it had only been for four days, and technically the woman had been an alien, but the feelings were still there.
Owen seemed to sense the technician's mood before she had even managed to cross the HUB's threshold. He was waiting by the door with, of all things, a fruit smoothie and a warm bowl of popcorn. The screens of the HUB displayed the intro screens to Star Wars.
"Right. So, thought since you were being so kind as to help me alien sit, I would make it enjoyable for the both of us. My favorite movie, your favorite movie foods, and the fact that we won't have to listen to the Tea-boy shagging the Captain for a whole evening."
The dead man smiled nervously, and Tosh gave him hug.
"Thanks Owen, this is exactly what I need right now." He smiled broader, noticing with a little concern the tension in the woman's neck.
"Tosh, do you want to talk about what made you angry, or-" She shrugged.
"Nothing much to say. Ianto has a really rude neighbor that really stepped on my nerves."
Owen nodded, choosing not push the topic further. He simply walked behind Tosh and put an arm around her shoulder, setting her down on the tattered couch, and using his good hand, slowly removed the knots from her shoulders. A few moments later, Tosh was relaxed against Owens shoulder on the couch, anger forgotten and smoothie in hand.
Owen smiled at the beautiful woman on his arm, whishing again, and not for the first time, that it hadn't taken him dyeing to truly appreciate this woman. As the opening scroll of the movie began, the dead doctor and his beautiful genius felt truly content.