Ianto knew that Sulu was offering to help Jack because he couldn't, and he appreciated it. It wouldn't be fair to make Jack cook and clean all by himself. And honestly if he could help Jack clean up, he would, but the simple matter of it was that he couldn't so. He was going to have to leave it to the two of them, and try not to feel too guilty about the fact.

He smiled slightly at Sulu, a little sadly, because he just couldn't hide the fact that he knew that he wasn't in his best form, there, couldn't hide the fact that he did feel more than a little useless, with the pair of them having to wait on him as they did. Hell, he was going to have to get one of them to carry him back up the stairs to bed, when the time came, to...to take him to the bathroom to get ready... He didn't like being like this. Yet another reason why he needed to get better.

"...I thought you said that you didn't do dishes," Ianto said, smirking a little as he teased Sulu, to try and lighten his own mood a little. Sulu had told him something like that, after all, once he'd first come home. Just because he was sick didn't mean that his memory was going too.