Ianto wouldn't have really thought any less of Sulu if he were to have started up with the whole cutting them a path through the underbrush with a machete, Indiana Jones style that he had sort of expected for a place like this one, but it was probably for the best that that wasn't an option there, or anything.

And the mention of the flying from the previous day, Ianto shook his head, chuckling. "If you weren't even close to pretending to crash into the ship, then what were you doing to start off with? Speeding towards it only to pull back at the last minute and fly us all around the outside of it. Because, near as I can see it, generally when you go towards something and then pull back away from it again, that's sort of like playing chicken and, yes, pretending to crash into the ship, as far as I'm concerned," he said, good-naturedly.