"No you're not the first guy I've kissed, Ianto, it's just never --"

Never been more than a hurried encounter. Never meant anything. Never been something he's committed to, especially not with people watching. He squares his shoulders a little, as if bracing himself for some kind of fight, and tries to draw on whatever reserve of calm he can find. Slower breaths, deeper breaths, push down on the panic.

"Listen, I don't know about you but it's a little early in the day to start all this for me."