"Well, I'm glad to see that I'm the only one wishing that there were slightly different circumstances, here," Ianto said, shoving a mug of coffee at Sulu, before going back to make another for Jack. Jack just smiled at him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, c'mon, Ianto. Don't be like that. We're not saying that there aren't bad points to the situation, alright?" He shrugged. "We're just saying that, well, there's nothing that can be done to change it, so why pick at it? Might as well enjoy it while we can. I know I certainly am enjoying the company, at least."

Ianto rolled his eyes, switching the machine to a stronger brew for Jack. "You would, Jack. I'm not saying that I'm not enjoying the company. I'm just saying..." he trailed off, looking to Sulu and blushing. "Look. I... I really don't mind being attached to you," he said, repeating close to what he'd said earlier, but for Jack's benefit as well, this time. "I don't. And I don't even mind not having a shirt too much. It's, well. It's that there are moments that...that really should be private, and we're going to have to share them until these go away," he said, holding up the cuffs, "and I'm not quite sure how to handle them, yeah?"

Jack shrugs, knowing what Ianto's getting at, but not being particularly bothered by the idea. "So, you'll get to those things when you come to them. Big deal, Ianto. Try not to think so hard about it all. Enjoy it."