[ He knows it's about him, about them, even if it's also a little bit about Jack. He couldn't give two shits about the lost member of their threeway, but Ianto still cares and so he cares too. Not right now, of course, right now he only cares about carefully pulling out, arms wrapped tightly around Ianto as he manoeuvres them back to the bed where they'll probably stay for the foreseeable future.