"Mmm, that we do," Ianto said, following Sulu from the bathroom into his cabin and towards the bed. He gave his hair one last halfhearted ruffle with the towel, smoothing it over with his hand when he was done before looking around for a moment. Alright, so leaving the towels wherever sort of went against everything within Ianto that valued organization and a place for everything and anything, but he was tired, and Sulu was right. They were going to have to clean pretty much everything anyway. So he tossed it back in the direction of the bathroom, and it landed somewhere inside, which was good enough for Ianto.

Approaching the bed, Ianto went to pull back the sheet, crawling in and scooting over to make room for Sulu before sprawling on his back, groaning slightly. "I never thought that just lying down in your pretty standard military bed would feel as amazing as it does right now," he remarked, idly.