[Aisling clutched the fragment fiercely, her whole body curling around it a little. She pulls away a few steps, wild-eyed with fear that this small reminder of the life she's lost might be taken from her.]

No! It's hers! Of course I want it!

[She stops abruptly. She didn't mean to react that way. He meant well, and hadn't she asked him out here, after all? She uncurls, turning to him with an apologetic, forlorn expression.]

...You check things for anything strange. I can't feel anything, but... Maybe it would be better if you and Ianto checked it, first.

[Slowly, painfully, she extends it to him. He wouldn't hurt it. He would get it back to her. Of course he would. He was her friend. Her family here. One of the few she really trusted.]