Ianto flushes a little, his pupils dilating. That grin does things to him, and his resolve to refrain from public shower sex experiences a moment of doubt. Maybe they can find a shower in the corner, and be very quiet. Or maybe they can just make it a brisk shower and get back to their room in record time. Either way, Ianto returns the grin with a smile that may be unintentionally desirous, and gives one last tug to Jack's braces before letting one of them snap back with just enough force to say behave.

He slips out the door and into the hallway, heading toward the showers. He keeps a keen eye out along the way for others, just in case.