Ianto nodded, a little unsure of where this particular conversation was going. The two had spent time before talking about the state of the world and how to society the Welshman was really nothing more than property. But he knew that Jack would always see him as more than that so Ianto never really let it bother him too much. He also knew that Jack loved him dearly, just as he did the vampire. So what was on the mans mind that had him in this mood?
"Yes, I was thankful that the room was still in one piece when I woke up this morning," Ianto teased lightly, trying to brighten the mood at least a little bit. "I'm also glad you got rid of that scotch. You always seemed to glower at it when you saw it. What did you two talk about?"