Ianto takes nudging that she gives him, ducking his head in response to the thought of it, but the thought definitely makes him wonder whether she's just saying that to him or whether...

He stops himself in the middle of that thought, knowing better than to finish it. It may be ridiculous to continue aloud, but he has seen it. Has felt it. The way that John cares for him. Perhaps the only way that Ianto's ability has worked out for him for the better.

He takes in a deep breath, letting it out slowly before he offers her a nod in turn.

"Yeah," he replies, softly. "I... I don't think that he can't forgive me for this. But. I do think it matters. How I handle things from here."