Ianto shut his eyes, breathing deeply as he tried to figure out what he wanted to say to the other man. He didn't really want to let him know that he wasn't feeling any better than he had the week before, even if it was pretty obvious just by looking at him, by the way he had been acting. He needed to make a note to try and make himself seem better, it was just. Today, he couldn't seem to do it. He'd been doing so much better about it, but then Jack had left him for London and the prospect of an empty flat just left him...

"Jack's in London," he said, softly. "Haven't seen him all day. Haven't seen anyone all day. I... I don't know if it was because everyone else was busy or whether I just. I mean. It. It was so quiet. So lonely. So much like...like there that I..." He tried to get his explanation out without saying anything about the fact that this was all centered around him not feeling any better. He didn't want Sulu to know that his health hadn't improved at all. Sure, he still looked tired, and sick, but. That didn't mean that Sulu would know that nothing had changed, right? Ianto shivered again, pressing himself closer to the other man, hoping that it wasn't as obvious as he seemed to think it was that he was holding something back in that explanation.