Ianto followed the direction of his eyes, and quirked an eyebrow, his lips curling up slightly into half a smile. He glanced at Jack, and shrugged. They hadn't really discussed THAT.

"That's something you'll have to discuss with Jack. I'm not completely opposed. Then again, you might try to strangle me partway through." He chewed a bit on his longer lip, unaware of the half-nervous gesture.

"Although if you'd prefer me to put on more clothes, I can. I'm not trying to make you...uncomfortable." Somehow, vague innuendo sounded more improper when said with the lilt of a Welsh accent.