Ianto kind of really did hate Hart with everything he had. He just didn't get it, that Jack was not the same person that he'd known all that time ago, and therefore even if they had parted on decent terms, Jack would not be completely willing to drop everything and go with him. Or even go with him if he were blackmailed into it. Plus, the whole 'Eye Candy' thing pissed him off more than he'd give Hart the satisfaction of knowing.

"Yeah, sorry," Ianto said, tensing a little at the question, even if it was rhetorical. He ran a hand over his face, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly; he still wasn't used to having friends, really, and it kind of threw him for a loop that he needn't apologize for burdening someone. He hadn't really ever been the most social of people, but then Canary Wharf had happened and all his friends made there were dead, then there was Lisa, and really the only people he'd had any contact since then with were his neighbors, his family, and Torchwood. "I guess...I'm just used to having to do everything on my own, up until recently."