Ianto pulls up to a halt alongside the other man and meets his wary gaze.
"No?" he echoes, a little confused at the response and waiting for a clarification that never comes. "No, you haven't, or...?"
He understands that he's probably always going to need to push a little with John. He's pretty private, and he seems to be the sort of man who would rather not talk about any of this, if it could be helped. Be patient with him, John had asked, and Ianto is trying, he really is. He just can't-- He needs to know what he's up against. He needs to know where to draw the line himself, he supposes. If John won't lay it down on his own.
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"No?" he echoes, a little confused at the response and waiting for a clarification that never comes. "No, you haven't, or...?"
He understands that he's probably always going to need to push a little with John. He's pretty private, and he seems to be the sort of man who would rather not talk about any of this, if it could be helped. Be patient with him, John had asked, and Ianto is trying, he really is. He just can't-- He needs to know what he's up against. He needs to know where to draw the line himself, he supposes. If John won't lay it down on his own.