He tried to imagine the other two men fighting on his behalf, Sulu having to pin Jack to the wall to keep him there, Jack fighting against him to make a break for it... He really hoped that it didn't come to that. That it didn't come to blows or pinning or Jack running away. He had absolutely no idea whether it would or not, but the simple fact that he was going to have to send Sulu after him, that he wouldn't be able to go himself, just really didn't sit right with him.

Ianto nodded at Sulu's question, folding his hands together on his lap, feeling awkward to just sit there as Sulu did things for him. Up until that day, even though he was supposed to be resting, Ianto at least tried to help out, getting out plates or getting drinks or whatever. He knew better than to try now, though, but that didn't make sitting there any easier.

"Yeah," he said quietly, "there should be jam in the refrigerator. ...blackberry, if Jack remembered to get the right kind the last time I sent him out for groceries." Jack remembered funny things like that, though, so Ianto wasn't too worried. He wasn't much one for sentimental gestures, Jack, but it was nice that he remembered all of Ianto's favorite things, like his favorite flavor of jam, for example.