"You only met me thirty seconds ago," Ianto protested, "you can't just tell me to stay with you like that!"

Apparently he could. Meeting Jack-probably-not-captain-of-anything Harkness was like being befriended by an unusually attractive tornado. So that was charisma. Ianto didn't think it was fair, considering he thought he might have been behind the door when they'd passed it out.

He pushed the popcorn bowl back in Jack's direction. He still wasn't sure what to say, but when Jack was offering to let him move in, he could at least afford to share his snack food.

"It's not that bad."

It really wasn't. He was surprised to realize he was considering the offer anyway. Maybe he could make friends.