"You seem like you're getting along okay," Jack observed.
"Conditional ceasefire," Owen said.
"Conditional on what?" Jack asked.
"You being gone," Ianto said. Jack flinched. "Now we'll have to renegotiate..."

Fantastic dialogue, fantastic fic. This gap really needed filling, and as far as I'm concerned, is now canon. How Jack/Ianto to have a serious conversation while having sex and poor Ianto, thinking he'll never have a normal relationship again and not really minding.

If I was going to Brit-pick, I'd mention that cream, creamer pot and pantry are a bit weird in a British kitchen scene.