Sulu could feel the heat of Ianto's blush radiate through his shirt, a sharp contrast from the cold he was starting to get uneasily used to. He didn't always understand Ianto's embarrassment, considering all they'd done already, but his mind was so far away from anything remotely intimate that any idea other than sitting there in the room with him seemed distant and silly.

Still, at Ianto's trailing sentence, the idea came rushing to him himself; he wasn't sure if it was what Ianto wanted to suggest, and he didn't want to make him uncomfortable, but... It had been a while since they'd done anything that even resembled being close. He knew that Ianto wasn't well enough for anything, not really, and he honestly couldn't find the drive himself after the last few weeks of being on an emotional roller coaster, but still.

He smiled in curiosity, deciding to see where Ianto was going before he put his own two cents in, and repeated, "Unless...?"