The contact helps Ianto refocus his thoughts and he nods in response to the other man's words, pushing himself back against the carriage as he tries to gather his thoughts.

John is right, of course. The bandits are organized, and the point to their tactics doesn't seem to be swarming the carriage as he had assumed it would be, but rather to target the party themselves. And they just keep coming.

"They're after the Heart," Ianto says, and turns to look over his shoulder with a sinking feeling at the inside of the carriage beyond. "They have to be. The rest of it is just smoke and mirrors."