Ianto struggled some more until finally, he managed to shimmy out of the jeans completely as well, laying them on the grass beside his shirt, laid out so that hopefully, given the sun and the warmth, they would dry fast and he'd be able to put them on when it came time for them to be rescued. Seeing as how he was hoping that they'd call in to get beamed away from where they were at that moment, rather than having to chance things in the jungle again.

Settling down next to Sulu, Ianto sighed in relief, and reached out a hand to lay on Sulu's back, gently. "I can definitely hear you on that one," he said. Not only because he knew the other man's fear, but also...jumping off of a cliff with no guarantee what you're going to make it at the bottom probably isn't anyone's cup of tea. "We made it, though, yeah? That's got to count for something."