He's had worse. Of course he has. He was burnt to death by a dragon. This, at least, Ianto knows won't kill him. That doesn't mean he he doesn't feel any better about it.

But John is right, he's forced to admit. It will heal. He should focus on seeing that it does so without getting infected, rather than on his responsibility in its acquisition. He just can't help but blame himself nonetheless.

"Is it feeling any better yet?" Ianto asks, taking John's lead in changing the subject. "You're allowed to want another dose. That wolf did try to do its best to tear your arm off. Whether you've had worse before or not, I'd rather -- I'd rather you were comfortable."