He vaguely registers Jack's voice, but he's so focused on the fight, on whatever it is he thinks he's going to prove by beating up the one Jack chose instead of him, but damn it, it feels good. He pulls on Ianto's neck more forcefully as Ianto's hand increases it's pressure. "That...shoulder...may hurt like hell, but...isn't breathing more important?" He continues to pull tighter while trying to twist his shoulder out of Ianto's grasp. "See Jack?" he gasps, "No one is going to take time to teach me..."