"Yeah," Sulu acknowledged with a faintly grim expression on his face, "I've gotten that. It's all right, though, I'm... I'm not sure how he's going to take it, but I'm not above physically pinning him to the wall to keep him from trying to leave." And he really wasn't. He knew that Jack would probably want to storm off, to give himself time to cool down, but Sulu... wasn't sure Ianto would be able to handle that, really. If he'd be around long enough to handle it.

Banishing that thought from his head, Sulu resumed making tea, pulling out three mugs (just in case). He was only going to fill two, because he could really use a little pick-me-up, but if Jack decided he wanted one, then that would help.

As he set the tea to steeping, he moved on to get out some bread for toast. "You said you wanted jam on it, right?" he asked, smiling at Ianto. If he didn't think too hard about the situation, it was almost completely mundane. Almost.