"I do have some chocolate powder to make him hot chocolate with." Ianto walks into the back and he should offer the meta-meta something warm to wash the nibbles with.

He looks back over his shoulder and he can only imagine. "And, seeing who he reminds us of doesn't exactly help. I'm sure chocolate should be okay. I still don't know what happened to my own Metacrisis. He simply vanished as did most of them." Ianto pauses for a bit and he's wondering if he should worry. "It might be something worth while to look into at some point."