"If I didn't want to be here I wouldn't be here," John says, which is -- maybe not strictly true. John would go a place he didn't really want to go for the sake of a person. He sighs tiredly, because it feels like no answer he gives is good enough but he doesn't know how else to say it? I'm here because I want to be, now shut up and let me sleep my arm hurts?

"Can we stop," he says softly, "with the thing where you tell me what I'm thinking and feeling? You know I hate that. I'm telling you I'm not lying. Please, Ianto, just... just listen to me."