In all fairness, Ianto had pointed out Sulu's yelling hadn't worked, too. "If it hadn't decided to touch you," he hissed, "I wouldn't be yelling at it." As far as he was concerned, this was all the ghost's fault.

Still, Ianto had far more knowledge on how to handle ghosts an the like, so he fell silent, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes because, this whole thing just was too much for him at that moment.

"Yeah," he said, directing his voice towards the decanter, "I'm... sorry about that." If Ianto felt crazy talking to thin air, he had no idea how Sulu felt.