Sulu laughed quietly, a little weirded out by the sound of his own voice in a different pitch and tone, and moved his head in the slightest shake "no" he could. He was pretty sure that the light feeling in his stomach wasn't being amplified too much by the fact that he was currently in a different body, too, which didn't help to lose his blush.

"Honestly? Not... really. A little, but not because of you, it's just that I'm not really used to..." The body, the situation, the mood in general, which had taken a very strange turn after Jack had left, not that Sulu was complaining in the slightest. "It's fine, really. I... don't mind." He gave Ianto's hand a squeeze. "And - you know, you do look good without a shirt." They seemed to be in a moment of weird honesty, and, well. It seemed like a good thing to point out at the moment. "And, honestly - I'm glad it's you I'm handcuffed to, if I had to be handcuffed to anyone."