Ianto was by no means an athlete. He wasn't out of shape, but he only did a little running now and then when he could, and never running for his life through the thick jungle underbrush quite as he was in that moment. So he was almost proud of himself for keeping up with Sulu who, he was pretty certain, did work out occasionally. Of course, the giant monster behind them had something to do with it. Probably had a lot to do with it, quite frankly. Ianto found himself wishing that he had his gun, although he quickly shot that thought down; wouldn't do him much good in this situation against something quite like that one.

Ianto didn't need to be told twice not to stop running. He quick shot a glance around, not behind them, but at the area, searching for anywhere that they might be able to escape from this thing. Maybe there was somewhere small, some... There. Up ahead to the left, a section of the forest where the trees were packed closer together. Maybe...maybe it would slow the thing down? Stumbling slightly, Ianto yanked Sulu off in the direction of those trees, hoping that it would work and that Sulu would understand why he was, since he really didn't have time to stop and explain himself.