Sulu was visibly relieved when Ianto moved to reveal his comm, even if it yanked his arm a bit, because - well, because it meant that he could at least cover for himself, should he be needed. It'd be hard to do without anyone knowing that he was... well, him, but at least it was a step up from the usual. "Yeah, that's it." Picking up his communicator and checking to see that there were no more messages, he finally slumped against the headboard with a vaguely frustrated sigh.

"What's wrong between you two?" he asked, lifting a hand as though he were going to run it through his hair - but, well, it was attached to Ianto. Okay then. He sighed again and switched hands, tugging a bit on his hair. "Man, the least it could have done is land me in that stupid women's uniform again. This happened last time, too," he groused, "I'm sleeping in a full outfit from now on."