Ianto hadn't wanted to make Sulu uncomfortable, hadn't wanted to make him get up or move away or anything. He took in a breath and shook his head, reaching up to put a hand on Sulu's shoulder, before moving his hand to tangle his fingers in his hair, running his hand through it for a moment before turning his eyes to look up at Sulu himself. Just because they were women at that moment, that shouldn't mean anything. And it didn't. Ianto was just. He thought too hard.

"...I do," he said, softly. "I do want to. I..." He cracked a smile. "You're gorgeous, you are. Male or female or whatever. I just. It's just that I'm not used to having this body yet, and frankly." He bit his lip slightly, before shrugging a little. "I'm... I know it sounds silly, but I'm kind of embarrassed. Not in a bad way. Just in a... Well. We're both women, and that. That doesn't really matter. But shouldn't it?"