He pauses again at the top of the stairs to readjust his tie.
Ianto moves slowly, waiting to see if they'll say anything, wondering if they suspect. Gwen's on the phone, act normal act normal act--
"Ianto!" He freezes, and there's a moment of blind panic where he can't move, can't turn around, can't look at anyone because Jack knows oh god he knows and it's all going to come crashing dow--
"Would you work some coffee magic?" Ianto turns around, sure he's misheard. But Jack puts his hands together, begging pretty please... no, Jack doesn't know. No one knows. It almost makes Ianto smile.
Silently, because he still doesn't trust himself to say anything lest he give the game away, he heads upstairs to make the coffee.
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Ianto moves slowly, waiting to see if they'll say anything, wondering if they suspect. Gwen's on the phone, act normal act normal act--
"Ianto!" He freezes, and there's a moment of blind panic where he can't move, can't turn around, can't look at anyone because Jack knows oh god he knows and it's all going to come crashing dow--
"Would you work some coffee magic?" Ianto turns around, sure he's misheard. But Jack puts his hands together, begging pretty please... no, Jack doesn't know. No one knows. It almost makes Ianto smile.
Silently, because he still doesn't trust himself to say anything lest he give the game away, he heads upstairs to make the coffee.