Well. Jack wasn't going to pretend to be any good at these things, or at reading Ianto's expression at that moment. He hoped that it was a good reaction he was getting, he wanted it to be a good reaction. He rather liked the little duplex that he'd found just randomly as he'd been out walking around earlier that week.

"Well. What do you think? Because... I think. I mean. I was kind of hoping that this could be ours..." God, what was it about the man in front of him that reduced him to a stuttering teenager sometimes. He would be embarrassed about it if he didn't honestly, earnestly want Ianto to like his idea, here.