It was hard to put trust in someone who ran off. Which, really, is ironic, since this time it was Ianto who ran off. The fact that Jack was here and trusting him and living with him said a great deal about Jack's power of forgiveness. Granted, Ianto wasn't long upset at Jack, when he returned. The others fumed longer than he had. Much longer.
It either made him a sop, a fool or a forgiving man. He still wasn't certain which.
Ianto shook his head gently at the soft confession. "Good," he replied, just as softly. Being jealous of Rose, of all people, was one of the more stupid things he could do. Ianto just didn't have it in him. In fact, it made him want to go find her and thank her. Ianto's fingers tugged at the grass between them and his smile turned a bit impish. "You agree because I have good ideas. I'll talk to the current owner tomorrow. We'll see if we can get the place without having to go through agents."