Ianto presses his lips tightly together and nods in response to the other man's offer. "Right," he says, pushing himself up to stand as well. "Probably for the best..." He's not sure he can take that much more 'helpful' advice from their 'friend' tonight himself.

Of course, the task of rearranging the furniture is easier said than done as well. After a bit of doing, Ianto shrugs out of his jacket and tosses it across his bed before really putting his back into it.

The beds, it seems, had probably not been moved in some time and may or may not have been frozen in place. A fact that Ianto learns quite suddenly when, with a sudden release, the whole thing shifts quite easily and slides to slam into the bed across the room. Rather loudly, considering this is a communal living space, of sorts.

Oops.