"Can't feel it as much," John confirms in answer, and hesitantly lets Ianto hold the soup so he can take the bread instead. "It's good stuff! I feel a lot better when I'm not so aware there's chunks missing from my arm. Dunno if I can eat all this though, feel kinda warm and queasy. If I projectile vomit I'll make sure I aim away from you."

He takes a small bite of the bread, eyes skipping around the room idly as if watching for... something, or just -- taking it in?

"Maybe we should sit on the floor since there's no table," he says after a moment, because then Ianto doesn't have to hold his soup. Which means then Ianto will have a free hand to hold his own things and be able to eat too.