Ianto shook his head at Sulu's suggestion of him dumping him, or even having to try to keep him interested. "Really, now," Ianto said, with a smile, "you'd hardly have to even try to keep me entertained. I mean, we're, what. We're just sitting at a regular old pub in the city I live in on a Saturday night, talking to each other over dinner, and well. I'm having a great time of it," he said. And alright, yes, he might have blushed a little at that statement as well, after the fact. He hadn't realized how it would sound until he'd actually said it aloud.

"I. Don't worry," Ianto said, and despite the alcohol in his system, he still couldn't keep himself from sounding a little timid as he spoke. "I have a tendency to cling on to people, if they let me," he said, trying to keep his voice light, but also hinting that yes, in fact. He would rather enjoy it if, well. If this was more than just a date. More than just a handful of dates, really, which scared him a little, but there it was, and he was going to be as honest and open about this feeling as he could, considering it was in his nature to hide things from other people.