"You missed a trick then. People usually kiss me to distract me, works pretty well."

He draws back and squeezes Ianto's shoulder in gentle reassurance, hesitates before gently divesting him of the bottle of cream and setting it aside on a cabinet.

"Why don't we lose this... and, the general. Cream situation for a moment. Why don't you just... sit down, okay?"

Since he seems a little wobbly again. He lets a hand rest on Ianto's arm, and John isn't about to give him direction but wherever he picks to go sit he'll follow and drop down beside him. He doesn't want to... pressure him, just. Stay close.