Ianto's chest heaved as he tried to think of what else they could possibly do in that moment, other than the inevitable, but they were really out of options there. He looked around over his shoulder again at the thing coming at them through the trees and let out a noise of terrified frustration. He knew if they stalled any longer it could be the end of them, and if it came between the choice of jumping to his death trying to escape or resorting to the fate of being eaten alive, he'd prefer to try escaping instead.

He squeezed Sulu's hand tightly in his own, his heart going a million miles an hour, his mind just as fast. He knew that they could possibly die jumping off this cliff. He knew that Sulu had a thing about heights, that he'd had a bad experience with falling and that jumping off of a cliff with him was probably not his idea of a good time of things at all, but they were just going to have to take the chance, and hope that everything worked out in the end.

"I'm sorry," Ianto said, breathlessly, taking a few moments to mentally prepare himself and cling tighter to Sulu's hand, before starting forward, hoping that Sulu would be right after him as he went for the jump, figuring taking a running start wouldn't be at all unwelcome, considering they were about to enter a 30 foot free-fall off a cliff and all.