"The cold, I assume. Though we're already starting in on the AI."

He glances over at Ianto, studies him a long moment before nudging their shoulders together.

"If you're cold get under the blankets, that's what they're for."

Being warm, and sleeping under. You know. He reaches out to give Ianto's arm a gentle squeeze then pushes to his feet so he can dig for a t-shirt to put on, vaguely dropping his towel to one side.