Sulu took a moment to go over his internal checklist, trying to gauge how good he actually was. The answer was... he wasn't prepared for any of this. But, there was one thing he did know; he was capable of doing amazing things while injured, if only he had the motivation for it.

Gently pulling Ianto's hand away from his head, he felt no bloodflow, and he turned his head to look at Ianto. He definitely had motivation for this.

"I'm fine. I'll be fine. I can do this. Let's just..." He did feel woozy, still, and he wanted a nice long nap and some water, but. "Let's just do this." He tilted his head carefully towards the suitcase, "Grab me some jeans. I'm not really going to care about a shirt right now." Or underwear, even. The sooner they got out of here, the better.