Ianto shrunk into his chair as much as he could, especially when Sulu admitted to agreeing with Jack on the matter at hand. Sure, he knew that Sulu wasn't happy with him, but when he agreed with Jack aloud, it definitely was a lot worse than just knowing, because now he had audible proof of it all. Still, it was Ianto's turn to fall quiet as Jack raged it out.
"Well, what do you think is going to help, then, hm?" he asked, turning to pin his narrowed eyes on Sulu. "What am I supposed to do in a situation like this? I'd give up anything to keep him alive, and he's just going to throw that away because he doesn't want me to be upset about him? How am I supposed to react? Because from the way I see it, that's something that I have a right to be angry about. And if you really do feel the same way, then don't tell me that you aren't angry too."
He turned on Ianto. "What if you'd passed out on the stairs? What if we came back and found you gone because of something involved in this? Do you really think that that would be the better option, rather than just letting us know? Do you really think that?"
Ianto stayed quiet for a moment, lowering his eyes to the mug of tea on the table in front of him that he desperately wished he could just drink and make all of this bad stuff go away. "...no," he said, after a moment, honestly. "I... I don't. I just," he said, raising his head to look at both of them, "I didn't know how to tell you..."
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"Well, what do you think is going to help, then, hm?" he asked, turning to pin his narrowed eyes on Sulu. "What am I supposed to do in a situation like this? I'd give up anything to keep him alive, and he's just going to throw that away because he doesn't want me to be upset about him? How am I supposed to react? Because from the way I see it, that's something that I have a right to be angry about. And if you really do feel the same way, then don't tell me that you aren't angry too."
He turned on Ianto. "What if you'd passed out on the stairs? What if we came back and found you gone because of something involved in this? Do you really think that that would be the better option, rather than just letting us know? Do you really think that?"
Ianto stayed quiet for a moment, lowering his eyes to the mug of tea on the table in front of him that he desperately wished he could just drink and make all of this bad stuff go away. "...no," he said, after a moment, honestly. "I... I don't. I just," he said, raising his head to look at both of them, "I didn't know how to tell you..."