Sulu couldn't help but jump at the cold as Ianto pressed his face against his shoulder. He winced and began rubbing Ianto's shoulder, trying to help him warm up as quickly as possible. He hated how cold Ianto was. It wasn't... it scared him, he knew, but it went beyond just a fear of him catching something. It made him wonder if Ianto was always going to run cold like this, forever, more than he had before.

Pushing the thoughts away again, Sulu smiled weakly at Ianto's comments. "Don't apologize, it's okay. We'll just get you warmed up and then..." And then what? What was there to do, when Ianto was feeling as bad as he did? Sulu paused, then asked, "How have you been feeling, lately?" Because right now, yes, Ianto looked just as bad as ever, but it couldn't possibly be the norm for him. No part of Sulu wanted to believe that.