Ianto's expression tightens slightly as John pulls away before he can so much as touch him, but he supposes that John's right. The gloves will help to keep him from feeling how much it is that he's actually hurting the other man. He just regrets that it will keep him from feeling the rest of the other man as well.

"Gloves," Ianto repeats softly, before setting down what he has in his hands and reaching for them where he's stuck them in his pockets. Presenting the gloves to the other man as if to get his approval before he reaches for the cloth and bowl again.

This time, he's not going to take no for an answer. This time, he doesn't give John a warning that he's going to be touching him. Reaching for his wrist, he braces his arm in one hand as with the other, he presses the cloth gently to the wound. Does this hurt? He'll find out soon enough.