Ianto shut the door behind him and slumped against it, regarding Jack's figure in the dim light. He wished he could see Jack's face, though the anger he'd see there wouldn't be reassuring in the least. Still, it'd be easier to read Jack. Depending on vocal cues alone was harder.
But then, there was no mistaking that tone.
"Kiss me," he said shortly and tucked his hands into his pockets. "Snog me. Good and proper. I'm, frankly, knackered and need a bit of a lie down so we can get my identity out of the way quickly."