Ianto was vaguely aware of the fact that he hadn't slammed face-first into the floor like he was sure that he was going to do when he lost his hold on the wall (because really, that's how he usually ended up landing, on his head or on his face or somewhere in the vicinity of all of that area). He wanted to laugh at the 'amazing' comment, because he was pretty sure that he was far from amazing at that moment. He was far from a lot of things. Like consciousness. And Jack, who was going to make it better with just a touch of his hand, which really wasn't fair, Ianto thought.

"Sulu..." Ianto started. He wanted to tell Sulu that he shouldn't worry, that it'd be okay really, if Sulu could just get him down the Hub or really just if he got to the comm panel that was just down the hall, so he could call Jack and so Jack could come to rescue them. He didn't quite get there, though, only really managing to get out the beginning of Jack's name before passing out on Sulu completely, leaving whatever small portion of his body weight that he'd still been holding up himself now as a dead weight in Sulu's arms.