Watching Jack collect sentimental objects is a bit strange. He was always so good at hiding those sorta of things at the Hub that Ianto never pictured him as someone who would collect any mementos of his past. It's funny how much he's learned about him here, how much he's been allowed to see. He never would have imagined it when they arrived.
"Not all of us were nude on the beach," He points out dryly, his own arm wrapping around Jack's waist as he takes a moment to say goodbye to all this. "This was only supposed to be short term, wasn't it? The idea of actually living with me seemed to frighten you when we picked out this place."