Ianto's eyes fall shut for the briefest of moments as John's hand brushes against his face before opening again to meet John's warm hazel ones as he pulls back. He brushes his fingers through the other man's hair, flicking him a smile in return.

"Oh, I see how it is," he replies. "Pinning all the blame on me so you can tell me that you told me so in case it doesn't work out? Well just for that, John Sheppard, I'm going to prove you wrong."

He tilts his head at the other man. Pausing a moment to simply keep stroking his fingers through John's hair and twisting him another softer, more private smile before he continues, "It'll be alright though. Even if this is a sinking ship, I know you'll keep my head above water."