Ianto chuckled slightly. "You're not built for it?" he said. He was still slightly winded from it all, and it there had been a burning in his side and legs that had started almost as soon as they'd started running. He shook his head, though. "Honestly, I don't think anyone's really equipped for it on their own means. That's what adrenaline's for. But once mine wears out...you're right. A nap sounds brilliant, really. I'm probably liable to crash for a good hour or so, at least."

Ianto would probably follow suit. Jeans were pretty much impossible to deal with when they were wet. Hopefully the sun was strong enough and the air dry enough that they would dry relatively fast. He was probably going to burn as well. They hadn't brought the sunblock along for jungle exploration, as far as he was aware, unless Sulu'd packed it. Him and his delicate Welsh complexion would just have to deal with the tropical sun, he supposed. At least the grass would be cool to lie on, he figured. It looked cooler than the sand, at any rate. Maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Ianto's feet brushed the ocean floor and pretty soon he was able to stand. In fact, he was pretty sure the only thing keeping him upright in that moment was the natural buoyancy of the ocean. He'd just have to steel himself up for actually getting out, when they finally reached the shore.