"Yes. I did. Once. It wasn't-- I didn't do it on purpose." He had been trying to save his girlfriend, he hadn't meant to hurt anyone. It was an accident. And then there was Jack. He killed Jack before but did that even count? Was it cruel to not let it count. "I hurt Jack. He hurt me. I tried to kill him. And of course, Jack knows. He forgave me." And it didn't matter if he forgave himself, that was between himself and his conscience.

"Why are you asking?" It was to get under his skin, wasn't it? "What are you after? Dirt? Because Jack knows everything." So there, that little plan failed. Ianto had to smile, a small victory.