His eyes lift again and fix on Ianto, a touch uneasy before he clamps down on that and nods.

"Sure," but there's something a little reflexive about it. It's the sure of someone who is agreeing as much to make peace as because they actually agree. "Though... if you want to just... hang out, I mean, we can just. Hang out."

Ianto doesn't seem angry anymore, but the sting of him getting up and nearly leaving is still there.