He's too unsteady and confused to bother fighting, and as Ianto guides him down John rubs at his face to try and clear the fog. The presence of the other man is familiar, and reassuring despite everything else.

"Give me a minute," he says, and the tone of his voice has changed -- it's gone from angry challenge to the light, reassuring one he uses for phrases like don't worry about it and you okay buddy? and sure, it'll be a piece of cake.

John's still wavering, but at the very list now he's sitting down he can feel it all begin to settle.