Ianto's mother had fob watched him? That was... disturbing. Jack took some deep breaths. His Ianto? God how he wanted to believe that. Some wounds were still so very fresh though. Jack let his hand rest on his belly and his other rested on Meredith's head.
He looked at the ring again and felt a pang of regret and want. "I'll try Ianto." He couldn't give any more than that. "Just give me a bit of time okay?"