Sulu caught the goodbyes and saw the blank sort of expression on Ianto's face as he slowly hung up after Jack. He knew he'd hear the kettle from the bedroom, and so he took a moment to come and sit on the edge of the bed, taking the phone from his hands and putting it on the bedside table before taking both of Ianto's hands in his own.

"You're going to have to do this," he told Ianto honestly, not wanting to sugar coat the situation. He knew Ianto wouldn't believe him, anyway. "But I'm going to be right here for you. I'll try to keep it from being too much for you. All you have to do is let me know and I'll handle it for you, all right?" He paused, then smiled reassuringly. "I'm sure Jack will get over it. He'll have to, after all. Now... Do you want to be up here for this, or downstairs?"