John huffs softly at that, drops his eyes away to his hands.

"I'm not exactly getting it right every time myself."

If he was, Ianto wouldn't be upset so often. If he was, Ianto would understand what was going on with him. If he was, he probably wouldn't already be divorced once over.

John knows he is as much responsible for the mess as Ianto, he just... he's not good at this. He's not good at talking about things. He doesn't know if he ever will be.