Ianto winced at the change in Sulu's tone, keeping his eyes averted from the other man so he could keep himself from looking as guilty as he felt. Any sort of anger and frustration building in the other man...Ianto knew that he deserved it. Deserved all of it. Because he'd been, well...not lying, but masking the truth from the other man for weeks now. Pretending to get better, pretending to be feeling better than he was. Sometimes it seemed like the only thing he wasn't pretending was how grateful he was that the other man had been there for him, and now he'd probably ruined every chance of that being the case as well, he thought, irrationally.

He shook his head at the question, carefully. Just because he was sitting down didn't mean that he couldn't make himself dizzy again. "No, I... I swear. I've...this is the first time that I've actually passed out, since you brought me back." He realized belatedly that he hadn't denied feeling like he was going to pass out before though, and mentally kicked himself for it.