The immortal walked over to the bed, He noticed that something was wrong. He frowned a bit. " Are you ok?" He asked him. He didn't think that Ianto looked too well. He noticed Ianto could only sit up.
"Something is wrong isn't it?" He knew that even if Ianto said no that something was wrong. Expect he had no idea what what was bothering Ianto, only that the welshman wasn't himself. He leaned over to feel his forehead.