Ianto can't help the way his eyes flutter closed when Noah runs his fingers through his hair, and it feels cool but warm at the same time, perfectly soothing. "I've never met a ghost," he murmurs as he opens his eyes again.

"I didn't think you'd be able to touch one," he says, a little curious as to why he's not afraid, having a ghost touching him. It's actually very pleasant, and Ianto sighs at how calm he feels.