Bag? Of stuff, Ianto assumes? John doesn't have a lot on the ship, most of his is down in Olympia. Frozen in time, he supposes. Or scorched on the floor near the outpost somewhere. Yet he supposes Ianto has a room and some stuff, since he's been here... however long, did he say? John is in a bit of a glaze on time here, but he thinks it's a few days at least, and Ianto wants to presumably -- grab it? Then bring it? John doesn't really immediately parse why (isn't having private space better?) but he doesn't strictly mind.

"Sure," he says after a moment, and drops the napkin down on the table as he pushes out his chair. "We can do that on the way."

If that's what Ianto wants to do. He gets up and pushes his chair back in, shoves his hands into his pockets idly. Well? Is that the plan, then?