Ianto weighed their options. Provoking it obviously wasn't the right way to go about things, since having things thrown at him, or well, thrown at Sulu, generally wasn't the best of circumstances, but. He really didn't want that thing to ever touch him again, if he could help it, so. Apologizing and trying to reason with it wasn't going to work either. He didn't exactly appreciate Sulu pointing out that it didn't, though.

"Look, I... I'm trying here," Ianto whispered back to Sulu. "I know that you only had my best interests in mind, and that well, you're really not used to this sort of thing at all, but. Yelling at it really wasn't the best thing to've done back there," Ianto said, his eyes never leaving the decanter on the table. It started to shake more violently in its place, like whatever it was was trying hard to pick it up and throw it, but it hadn't mustered enough strength to do so yet. "Just...just play along, and maybe we'll actually make it out of here at some point, alright?"