And Ianto couldn't help but smile back at Sulu, because that grin was pretty much contagious here. Yes, he felt sort of dumb, in that moment, but he wasn't regretting it. What he was regretting was that feeling in his stomach that was starting to come back that meant he couldn't stand to be without Jack for very much longer, not without feeling really ill. But at that moment, he didn't want Jack coming in and commenting on this. He knew that Jack would be able to be mature about the situation, and everything, but. He still didn't want Jack coming in quite yet.

"Yeah. It's weird, but. It's alright. I mean, who knows how long this virus'll last, but it won't be too bad. Maybe... Maybe Jack'll even calm down a little bit, with the whole flirting thing, by the end of it. I mean, well," he said, stumbling over his words. "Not stop, because he never stops, unless he's furious, but. Y'know. Maybe you'll get on better after this, or, well. Something." Ianto had a feeling that however long this lasted, something would change due to the fact that the three of them were stuck together for the whole time. Like. Even this moment. It was really new, and well. It never would've happened if it hadn't been for the handcuffs, so. Ianto had a feeling that there might be more moments like this, coming up. Possibly even with Jack still there, which was a bit weird to even consider.

"Jack's going to have to be back soon," Ianto said, frowning, not knowing how he felt about that, other than disappointed. "We... We can't stay apart for much longer. I... I should see what I can do to get those jeans on." And yet, he didn't move his hand from Sulu's hair. He didn't want to take the first step away, didn't want to be the one who pulled back, because lord, it had taken him this long to be comfortable enough to even be this forward, here, he didn't want to mess it up.