Sulu staggered with the sudden addition of weight, knees locking as he shifted to hold the other up. Okay, so. Maybe he couldn't do this. Not for long, at least - it would take far too much time to get Ianto all the way to the Hub himself, and he honestly wasn't sure how much time you had with these kinds of viruses.
He wondered suddenly if viruses could actually kill you. He'd never heard of it happening, not once, and it seemed silly to think that the community would kill the people it loved to mess with most. But still... Ianto's constant worrying about the potential of death in his line of work did nothing to ease Sulu's growing worry.
It was hard to take even a step with Ianto slumped against him like he was, so Sulu paused after one tiny move forward to readjust Ianto and try to balance him better. "Okay," he said to himself; it was hard not to talk, when it had been so helpful just moments before. He braced himself and started forward, managing to hold Ianto up fairly well for the distance between them and the end of the hall. He imagined he could have dragged Ianto, as he felt his shoulder strain under the other's weight, but that seemed like a terrible idea and he refused to humor it.
Reaching the end of the hall, he took note of the intercom panel on the wall. He'd memorized Ianto's code, so that wouldn't be a problem, thankfully. He took a moment to set Ianto down, only needing one hand and not wanting to strain his shoulder too badly. Besides, it would probably be better for Ianto to be sitting for this. Patching himself through to the Hub itself, Sulu was quick to pretty much rattle out the situation to anyone who might be listening on the other end.
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He wondered suddenly if viruses could actually kill you. He'd never heard of it happening, not once, and it seemed silly to think that the community would kill the people it loved to mess with most. But still... Ianto's constant worrying about the potential of death in his line of work did nothing to ease Sulu's growing worry.
It was hard to take even a step with Ianto slumped against him like he was, so Sulu paused after one tiny move forward to readjust Ianto and try to balance him better. "Okay," he said to himself; it was hard not to talk, when it had been so helpful just moments before. He braced himself and started forward, managing to hold Ianto up fairly well for the distance between them and the end of the hall. He imagined he could have dragged Ianto, as he felt his shoulder strain under the other's weight, but that seemed like a terrible idea and he refused to humor it.
Reaching the end of the hall, he took note of the intercom panel on the wall. He'd memorized Ianto's code, so that wouldn't be a problem, thankfully. He took a moment to set Ianto down, only needing one hand and not wanting to strain his shoulder too badly. Besides, it would probably be better for Ianto to be sitting for this. Patching himself through to the Hub itself, Sulu was quick to pretty much rattle out the situation to anyone who might be listening on the other end.