Ianto glances slowly back up at John after that particular set of instructions, blanching slightly at the thought of it, but after a moment he does as the other man has requested. Setting the knife for a moment so he can reach over and settle John's jacket across his lap.
In case it starts gushing.
"Right," Ianto says, taking up the knife once more. "Steady now." Placing the tip of the knife at the edge of the fabric, he makes a small cut before, as per John's suggestion, taking the fabric and ripping it the rest of the way instead.
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Ianto glances slowly back up at John after that particular set of instructions, blanching slightly at the thought of it, but after a moment he does as the other man has requested. Setting the knife for a moment so he can reach over and settle John's jacket across his lap.
In case it starts gushing.
"Right," Ianto says, taking up the knife once more. "Steady now." Placing the tip of the knife at the edge of the fabric, he makes a small cut before, as per John's suggestion, taking the fabric and ripping it the rest of the way instead.