It wasn't like Sulu really minded. He was used enough to it, and he honestly didn't think it was too big a deal at this point - but it was a little strange for the two of them to be women together. Especially Ianto, who hadn never been a woman who... well, was him, physically.

Ianto's tone made him reach out to brush his hand over Ianto's hair, rolling his head to look at the other. It was weird to see Ianto and see the body he was in, and be able to recognize that they were one and the same. He blinked away those thoughts for now - he was too groggy to do any deep philosophical thinking here - and just smiled a little. "Sure. We could get up, go downstairs, look for food, figure out what to make, make it..."