"You will." Ianto shook his head helplessly; there really wasn't any reason save that he knew it'd destroy Jack and that he knew Jack and Torchwood were a package deal. He couldn't have one without the other, no matter how much he wanted it.
Ianto shook his head again. "Stop beating yourself up over this, please," he murmured. It was breaking his heart to watch it. Ianto smoothed a palm over Jack's face, as if he were wiping away tears. There may not have been any real ones, but he still brushed them away.