Ianto shook his head. "No, really, it's okay," he said. "I'm certainly not using them for anything at the moment, so. It'd be actually putting them to use, for the first time in a while. And well, I can't have you walking around in just a towel or the sheets," he said, with a blush. "Really, it's no inconvenience at all. All we have to do is send Jack up into the crawl-space for the box, anyway. It's not like I have a lot of things in storage up there, it's pretty much just that box. That'd be fine with you, wouldn't it, Jack?" Ianto asked, turning to Jack for support there.

Although it was tempting to side with Sulu and say that it really didn't matter, that he wouldn't mind the other--well, actually, Sulu was a woman, at the moment, then, wasn't he?--he wouldn't mind Sulu walking around in just a sheet and boxers for the whole day, not when he was looking like this, but. He knew better, especially when Ianto was offering up Lisa's clothes for him. "I wouldn't have a problem with it, either way," he said, instead. "I mean, we might have to get out of the flat, anyway. Who knows whether the Hub's set up to..." Jack trailed off, looking down at his wrist. "Fuck," he said, "the bastard has my wriststrap!"