Sulu grinned into his glass at Ianto's comment, knowing full well that his face was far redder than usual and not minding it. He was feeling good; loose and relaxed, with Ianto there beside him, and since they weren't being besieged by ghosts or aliens, he figured they were in the clear now. He realized he'd been feeling maybe a little awkward up until they'd opened the wine, and now he supposed he was letting that show a little. But it was all right, because he was showing it to Ianto.

"Can you?" he responded, leaning forward to rest himself against Ianto's chest, realizing a little too late that he was all but curling up on the other's lap despite the fact that he wasn't at all tired. "Well. Anything to help you see how attractive it is can't be bad, I guess."