Ianto didn't know how to interpret Sulu's statement. 'Not with someone else'. Did that mean 'not with anyone else', or... Was he thinking too far into this. He swallowed, starting to feel really, really very lightheaded. He couldn't be sure of it, but he was pretty sure that he was slowing down as well, not really having a very good control of where he put his feet anymore, his hand on the wall possibly being his only grounding in this situation.

"I... I'll try not to worry about it," he continued, because he was trying to reassure Sulu here, trying not to freak him out too much, not that he really thought that passing out would freak the other, but who knew. "That's what I do, though. I worry. I'm a worrier. It's in the job description. Or, well. It should be. Under picking up empty takeout containers, and...knowing how to dodge an angry pterodactyl..." Ianto trailed off, and just like that, his vision was all but gone. He was pretty sure that he could still hear Sulu, but he was losing his grip on basically everything else, including motor function and well, the wall. Shit, Ianto thought. Despite whatever Sulu said, he really was going to have to try and make up for this later.