Sulu groaned at the word "bite," opening his eyes to try and twist his head to get a better look - that was not a good move, as everything around blurred and wavered as his eyes tried too hard to focus on everything at once. "...Yeah," he said weakly, after a moment, "It bit me." He didn't really need to see the wound to know it - he'd been bitten by animals before, he knew what it felt like.

He was working on holding back from vomiting as much as possible, more than worrying about the bite; he didn't want to move himself from the toilet, and he didn't want to puke with Ianto right there, and most importantly, he just plain didn't want to puke. He wasn't sure his own tenacity and stubbornness would be much use here, but damned if he wasn't going to try.

"Definitely a concussion," he said, trying to force the slurry quality out of his voice, to sound better so Ianto wouldn't panic so much. "Ugh. Didn't even do anything..."