Johnny tenses when Ianto picks up the paper, but forces himself to relax when he doesn't actually look at it.

"Not particularly," he says after a moment's hesitation. "I, um. I'm Johnny."

He doesn't move forward or extend a hand or anything, staying firmly on his side of the room. "You're a rifty?" he asks, not even sure what the alternative would be, other than some manifestation of the house. Ianto doesn't seem like that, but it never hurts to check.