The fact that Ianto's favorite kind of jam was blackberry was... strangely fitting. It was also a little strange, really, to know that Jack - someone who sometimes seemed on his own plane - knew what kind of jam Ianto liked. He wasn't sure if he felt... bad about it, really, since Jack had probably more reason to know these sorts of things than Sulu did, but... still. It was definitely a little weird for him.

Though, Sulu had to admit that, while it was a little awkward to be doing everything while Ianto sat there, he was grateful that the other was letting him. It made him feel productive, and the fact that Ianto wasn't complaining about it didn't hurt.

Once toaster was set up, the jam on the counter and a plate pulled down, Sulu poured out two cups of the purple tea, bringing them over to the table and setting one in front of Ianto before settling himself into a chair. "If you want, I can get the sugar. But it should help you feel better, one way or another."