Sulu followed along with Ianto, grinning a little in embarrassment at Ianto as he dug out the boxers. "Yeah, sure, no problem." He could understand the need for privacy, after all. (He wondered if this would escalate to the point where privacy wasn't so needed, but that was a slightly scary prospect - one that he resisted thinking about for long.)

Turning around, he lifted his free hand to try and brush out his hair some more. "Just let me know if... you know, you need your hand."