Sulu shook his head at Ianto's apology and simply tried to catch his breath himself; when Ianto took off towards the ledge, Sulu gripped his hand as tightly as he could and ran with him, keeping the horizon firmly in sight as he leapt with Ianto over the cliff. He didn't want to look down, but he knew he had to, especially to make sure he landed feet first in the water, instead of headfirst. The sight of it sent his mind reeling, but he honed it in and remembered that he was probably not going to die because of this, because that just wouldn't be right. It was going to be his own sheer force of will, he decided, that kept them alive after this.

Of course, that was assuming he could make any rocks that might be hidden under the surface disappear, but he was too busy internally shrieking at the drop to care - and then they were suddenly in the water, the force of impact making Sulu let go of Ianto's hand, even if it didn't really hurt. As he pulled himself up to the surface of the water, noticing that there were no rocks below them, just sand, he could hear the muffled roars of the creature on the cliff above them.