Jack cradled Ianto's wrist in one hand and pressed a kiss to it. It wasn't as bad as he'd feared but he didn't like seeing Ianto hurt. "I know you've been hurt worse but I was there those times."
Which, yes, was a terribly egotistical thing to say but he had been there those times and thus he'd been in a position to actually do something if necessary. He didn't like being helpless and he didn't like not having control of a situation and once again he damned SHIELD's idiotic rules. People were capable of being professional while working. Mostly anyway.
"What happened?" he asked as he pulled Ianto close and rested his forehead against his husband's. He breathed in deeply, just wanting to surround himself with Ianto's scent and reassure himself.