"It's not the pollen that's crazy," Sulu admitted, "It's more like my allergies. But. You're right, I should be able to clean them off." Thankfully, the medication was still working through his system, so he did have a little leniency here when it came to how close he got to the pollen. And besides - Ianto was right. He was tired; he'd get some of his energy back once he was in the shower, and after a nap he'd probably be more well rested than he'd been in a while. Which he wasn't complaining about.

He commed the transporter room once he was sure they'd both gotten everything they'd brought with them, and once he gave over their location, it was only a matter of moments before they were being beamed back aboard the ship. He immediately put a steadying hand on Ianto - though he was a little wobbly himself, so maybe it was more for his benefit than the other's - and shot the engineers in charge a look. It clearly explained that nobody should ask why they looked haggard, were sopping wet and covered with white pollen and sand, and it wasn't until they got out of the room that he heard gossiping start, thankfully.