Ianto glances down at the phone in John's hands and the way he keeps pulling it out, but he doesn't ask. Not yet. Is he allowed to? If he does, would the other man see it as a breech of his privacy? He's obviously got a problem with all the other questions Ianto's been asking.

"Well, another weapon wouldn't hurt," he answers, honestly. "The stun gun can only do so much. But it's rather a moot point I suppose. Unless they're selling firearms around here anywhere, I'm not really trained on anything else. So boots and gloves it is. Maybe an extra canteen or two. Unless you've spotted anything else of note."