Ianto does his best not to react visibly to John's words when he knows in his heart that some form of them are coming anyway, but it still feels like a kick in the gut regardless. He wonders whether it would make any difference to correct him and point out that technically, they both live there. He feels like it would be opening up a vulnerability he doesn't quite feel strong enough to fight off just now though.

He swallows thickly, unable to move from where he's been effectively frozen in place while John paces to the door. Even though John is no longer actively pointing his gun at him. If he doesn't know Olympia, then he certainly doesn't know him.

"Five, six months nearly?" he replies, a little hoarsely. He hopes he can be forgiven, all things considered. This whole moment is a bit of a shock.