Ianto swallowed. "Well, I mean that..." he trailed off. Did he really want to tell Sulu about what'd happened? He wasn't sure how the other man would handle that sort of information. He listened to the...whatever it was, unpacking one of their suitcases, almost frustrated by that, because he'd just had to refold all the clothes and put them back in there that morning, had to sift through the entire suite and find all the clothes that had been tossed about, identify whether they were Sulu's or his, and then put them back in their respective suitcases. He really did want to have to do so again. ...but he would.

He sighed. He didn't want to lie to Sulu, because once he started, he was convinced that it would open a door that would never close, so. "I mean... That while I was waiting for you in the shower, it..." He dropped his eyes to the ground, so Sulu couldn't see the fear in them as he continued, his voice dropping low too. "That it climbed...it climbed into bed with me and it. There was an arm around me, and it..." He couldn't say the part about the kiss, he just couldn't. "I thought it was you, but then you weren't in the room so, I..." Ianto was pretty sure he almost heard a giggle from the other room, and it sent chills down his spine.