"But I could have shot them," Ianto points out. Focusing his attention on John's arm in front of him so that he doesn't have to look the other man in the eye, as he continues. That is provided John will even look at him in the first. "I could have, but I was afraid that, with all this animal business going on, they might not have been wolves after all."

He hesitates, wringing out the cloth again before forcing himself to continue, "I could have tried phoning someone closer. Or I could have kept calling out for help. I'm sure someone else would have come, in the end." Gently working the cloth around the puncture wounds, he points out, "I could have called someone else, but I wanted you."

So you see, John. He rather thinks that he is to blame for at least most of this.