Ianto's hand was pulled so close to Sulu's hair that he really could only do one of two things. Go with it, or well. Not. So. Because, well, he really rather liked Sulu, he went with it. Even if Sulu was a girl right now. Which was all very confusing, because he'd never do this with Sulu if he were his normal self, and well. He couldn't say that he was quite as attracted to Sulu like this as he was to him normally, which was even more odd for Ianto to think of. Actually, no. It was really weird for him to think of. But. Seeing as how his hand was there, and so close, and it was just so easy to do... Ianto turned his hand and helped Sulu brush that stray lock of hair back, tucking it neatly behind his ear. ...before freezing.

"Oh," he said, not moving his hand away, not doing much moving in any direction. "Sorry. I... I mean. I was just. I mean. My hand was there anyway, and... I-I..." Oops.