Oh, wow. Ianto blinked. Sulu... Well, on top of sound pretty freaked out, like he had been before, there was a really dangerous tone to his voice, a really angry and feral quality, and well. While Ianto appreciated the sentiments, and probably given a normal situation would have more than welcomed the other man backing him up that ferociously, he... He wasn't sure that it was such a great idea there and then, considering that they were up against ghosts, and well. They couldn't hurt a ghost, but a ghost could probably get them, if it really tried.

Ianto squeezed Sulu's hand gently, putting his other hand overtop of the other man's, trying to comfort and calm him down. "Sulu..." he said, softly. "Maybe... Maybe it's best if we didn't--"

Whatever he was going to say was cut off by the sound of one of the lamps in the bedroom crashing against the wall in a sudden, very loud sound of broken glass, that made Ianto jump a little in surprise, and stop everything that he had been about to say. It was probably too late by then, anyway, the initial damage had been done.