It said a lot about Sulu's current mindset that he was sincerely not even thinking about trying to help Ianto out of his pants - something he'd normally be completely ready to offer to do. But the fact was that his terror and adrenaline had worn off, leaving him tired and dazed with barely enough energy to climb out of his soaking jeans. With a sigh, he all but fell down next to Ianto on the grass, his jeans laying some few feet away along with his shirt so that they could properly dry.

"I never want to jump off a cliff again," he muttered in reply, lying on his stomach with his arms crossed under his head and his head tilted to the side, focusing a little on a nearby flower and admiring it as he zoned in and out.