"This has happened before?" Jack asked, grinning at him. "Not only this, but the whole waking up in well, basically nothing thing?" He shook his head, laughing. "Wake up in anyone else's bed then, too, or is this your first time for that, at least?"

Ianto had enough presence of mind to smack Jack across the chest with his free hand and then just sort of keeping it there, to not break the touch as he picked his head up off of Jack's shoulder to turn to look at Sulu, sighing. "It...it's another virus," he said, his voice sounding more embarrassed than it really should be, considering. "We're basically going to feel sick unless we aren't touching. It happened before, that's how we know how to deal with it. Well," he said, pausing, "not between the two of us, we were stuck to different people, but the idea behind it is the same. So."

He sighed again. "We're basically going to need to stay touching, unless we want to start to feel horrible. And...we really can't leave the room from each other. Which means," he said, looking apologetically at Sulu and raising his hand with the handcuffs up, "that you're stuck to both of us, I'm afraid. Though I second your sentiments. I really don't think I'm sleeping in just boxers ever again, thanks to this community," he said, blushing.