Really, really lovely. I like the sense of awkward recovery, with Ianto gradually coming to terms with what's happened and what he has to do. And this:
you can't quite say her name, it still hurts like acid in your veins that you are alive and she is not
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you can't quite say her name, it still hurts like acid in your veins that you are alive and she is not
Ouch! Such a nice bit of imagery. ♥