Ianto ducks his head, finding it difficult to keep eye contact for long without feeling like he might fall to pieces.

"I still don't know how he got me on that shuttle, but I should have seen the trap. I should never have ended up in that situation, should have... I don't know. Been better. Good enough that I wouldn't get caught. God, he used me as bait, and y-you—" He breaks off, the bile rising in his throat as he remembers Melkor bringing in Jack's mutilated corpse.