Sulu moved faster than Ianto's brain could really process, and it was all he could do not to let out a noise of surprise at how easily the other man just picked him up. He hadn't been conscious the last time Sulu'd done this, so it was sort of a first for him. Still, he couldn't keep himself from automatically wrapping his arms around Sulu's neck, holding on loosely, but enough so that he felt better than just being lofted about like that.

Ianto blushed at the fact that...he sort of liked being picked up like this, but that he'd really rather prefer it if he had the option of walking, rather than no choice in the matter whatsoever. He took a deep calming breath, and let himself trust that Sulu knew what he was doing, there. "Good luck getting Jack to drink any more tea," he said, quietly, a bit wryly. "He knows that something's up. I don't think he'll want any refreshments or anything until he gets his answers..."