Sulu put his mug down, reaching a hand over the table to rest it on top of one of Ianto's. He wasn't sure he'd be able to vocalize how much it meant to him that Ianto was trying to be as optimistic as possible in their situation, and so he hoped the gesture would be enough. He smiled and nodded. "Consider it a date, Mr. Jones. You, me, and a shuttlecraft in deep space."
He paused for a moment, and then leaned back, moving his hands to pick up his mug once more and taking a sip. Finally, he added in as casual tone as possible, "Who knows. Maybe I'll be able to figure out a way to get us a hop to San Francisco. Mine, not yours. I mean, I'm sure there's a way to hide the fact that I'm not supposed to be within the solar system, much less on Earth itself." He'd remembered suggesting it once before, way back when it had been Jack who had been ill in the hospital, and now... now seemed like a good time to bring it up again. Because unlike last time, there wasn't a need to worry about Ianto dying. He'd already done that, and he'd be beating it completely soon enough.
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He paused for a moment, and then leaned back, moving his hands to pick up his mug once more and taking a sip. Finally, he added in as casual tone as possible, "Who knows. Maybe I'll be able to figure out a way to get us a hop to San Francisco. Mine, not yours. I mean, I'm sure there's a way to hide the fact that I'm not supposed to be within the solar system, much less on Earth itself." He'd remembered suggesting it once before, way back when it had been Jack who had been ill in the hospital, and now... now seemed like a good time to bring it up again. Because unlike last time, there wasn't a need to worry about Ianto dying. He'd already done that, and he'd be beating it completely soon enough.