“So,” ventured Jack, trying to get back into Ianto’s good graces after apparently insulting his teddy bear, “why’s this bear so important to you?”
“My grandparents gave him to me when I was born. He was my first friend and my confidante when I was growing up. I told him all my secrets. Didn’t you have anything like that when you were little?”
“No, not really.”
“I can’t imagine that. Everyone needs a teddy bear.”
“I don’t, I have you; you’re much better for cuddling.” He pulled Ianto into a bear hug.
“Daft sod,” muttered Ianto.
But he hugged back.