No, of course not! And he wasn't-- [He trails off as Ianto speaks, a cold, sick feeling sinking into the pit of his stomach. This can't be Ianto. Something terrible has gone wrong here. The wardens are just messing with them. He can't believe there's really a version of Ianto out there who actually goes around strangling young women in his spare time.
Face deathly grim, he puts a hand into the small of Ianto's back to push him into the apartment building.] Get inside.
[He hopes he'll feel at least a little better once he has Ianto somewhere a little more private and secure.]