Ianto turned his gaze back up to Sulu, pulling back even further to look at him properly in the eyes once more, shaking his head. "No," he said, firmly. "You're not going to do this because I want you to. It doesn't matter if you're fine with it. You need to want to do this too, or..." He bit his lip, frowning at Sulu. "I won't let you make sacrifices for me that you're only 'fine with' making, Sulu. You...you have to want it too..."

Ianto trailed off, sitting up a little straighter, not leaning on Sulu as much because frankly. He was embarrassed with how forceful that had come out of his mouth. Not that it wasn't true, every single word of it was, and yet. He hoped that he hadn't been too harsh. That was all he needed. Making the other man feel guilty about his job, having him come out of his way to come down and spend time with him only to cry on him and then order him around. Ianto felt awkward with just about everything in that moment, and he didn't really like that. He wanted to have the other man around, but. If Sulu didn't want to be there, if he was just there because he thought he should be, then. Then Ianto would rather he just leave.