Ianto couldn't help but chuckle a little, at how Sulu was acting, at the phrasing he was using, at how relieved he was that they'd made it out of there and he'd managed to, as Sulu so delicately put it, 'get the hypo' and 'get him off'. "I do have your back," Ianto said, squeezing Sulu tighter for a moment. "Good thing I've not got any allergies as well, or we'd have been in a rather tight spot there."

He sat there for a moment more, just breathing and holding onto Sulu. It was becoming pretty obvious, especially from the 'everythin' is fiiiine', that Sulu was about ready to pass out on him right then and there. Although he didn't want to get up, if he waited for too much longer, Sulu might not be able to keep himself awake enough to request the transport back, and Ianto himself sure as hell didn't know how to do it. "Hey," he said, moving a hand to stroke Sulu's cheek, pulling back slightly to make sure he'd gotten his attention. "We should get a move on. Will you be alright if I leave you here to go get your kit and those samples for you?" He smiled gently. "I can count on you not to suffocate yourself in the sand or drown yourself in the ocean while I do, yeah?"