Ianto sat, hands clasped between his knees, and watched what little traffic there was about town. He could see a few people making their way towards various buildings, alone and together. He had the feeling that they all needed to stick together, but that was just instinct screaming at him. In a time of danger, you stand back to back with your fellow defenders.
Even in places like this, Ianto didn't stop working.
When Jack looked up and turned towards him, Ianto offered him a small smile in return and clasped one of Jack's knees. Touch worked well with the Captain. "What's the last thing you remember before this?"