Sulu stiffened at Ianto's words, the idea giving him momentary pause. Sulu didn't really believe in fate or destiny, not really. He allowed the belief once in a while, if it helped him cope with things, but... he couldn't allow that idea any free range. It was laughable, that some kind of force was saying Ianto shouldn't be allowed to live. As it was, Sulu thought it was bullshit that he had died at all. It was too random and too sudden, and if that was how fate wanted to play it, then it could get the hell out of their lives.

"No," Sulu said, reaching a hand up to stroke Ianto's hair, "This is happening because none of us, not even Merlin, were completely clear about how the amulet works. This has nothing to do with whether or not you're supposed to be doing anything. If McCoy can't fix it, if it's because of the amulet - well, then, we'll talk to Merlin, or any of the other magic users on the community." He pulled back a little, moving his hand from Ianto's hair to his chin, trying to get Ianto to look up at him, to see the determination and honesty in his expression. "If I need to, I will... I'll find that Doctor guy, and I'll make him fix this. One way or another, I am fixing this."