"Fair enough," Sulu said, shaking his head, "Not that I mind. You'd probably look good with a permanent sunburn blush, but I think I'm okay with keeping you pale and Welsh." Not that he really had any choice in the matter. But still, he couldn't help but think about other places that they could go, places with less sun and surf and more... tolerable weather conditions. San Francisco continued to come to mind and he realized that really, that was the best place to go. Of course, it'd have to wait... But Sulu could be patient. There was still plenty for them to do here, in Cardiff.

He knew vaguely of Ianto's experiences when it came to camping and so he nodded, grinning a bit. He actually enjoyed camping; that outdoorsy sort of stuff was something he could do pretty well. He ducked his head a little at Ianto's comment, though, smiling at it. "Yeah, well... movies and home cooked meals and supermarkets aren't really that unfamiliar to me - they're not the same, here, but... I've missed it. Starfleet isn't really big on mundane tasks, after all. And..." And, after thinking Ianto wouldn't be around for it to happen again... He could still feel that hollow space in his ribs, even now when they were trying to restore normalcy, and it made him want those mundane things all the more.