Ianto nodded, remembering the tea from the last time they'd had it, what seemed like ages ago but really had to be a only couple of months back. "Yeah, I... All of that sounds good," he said. "I mean. I really haven't eaten anything today, since you left, or really have anything to drink. I..." he motioned to the stairs. "I didn't really think that it was a good idea to try going down on my own, so...I just kind of stayed put," he said, softly.

Getting back to bed and under the blankets sounded like a good idea as well. He was cold, sitting there in the hallway, only his t-shirt and sweatpants protecting him from the nippy late November air. Talking to Jack, though. "...I. I know that I have to talk to Jack. But, I... I don't know what to say. I mean, I don't think it's really anything to tell him over the phone or anything like that, but. I don't want you to leave. I... If I ask him over, will you stay?" Ianto asked. "It's just that...I'm not sure I could really be honest about this, without you around," he admitted, softly.