Ianto smiled as Sulu stood to help Jack with the cleanup, still slightly amused by the two of them working together in such a domestic way as cooking and doing the dishes, but when Sulu asked his question, that faltered a little. He lowered his gaze to the table, lacing his hands together in his lap as he answered--truthfully, this time. He was going to have to do just about everything he could to regain their trust, but he'd do it. He'd do it in a heartbeat.
"...cold," he answered, softly, a bit sadly, "and. And tired." As if that impromptu nap he'd taken hadn't done anything at all, as if he were right back where he started, before all of this had happened, that bleary half-awake state that he'd been in all day. He'd kept up the conversation while they'd been eating, when necessary, but the more he'd eaten, the more tired he'd become. He'd gotten tired after a large meal before--everyone had--but this was different, and he knew it.
Jack turned, leaning back against the counter as he looked at the other two for a moment. He thought he could see where Sulu was going, with this questioning and offering to do the dishes himself, so Jack spoke up, hoping he guessed right. "I could take you upstairs, then. Get you settled in for the night. It'll definitely be a lot more comfortable and a lot warmer falling asleep in your bed, with all those blankets, than doing it again here at the table. If that's alright with Sulu, here," he said, turning to shoot a questioning look at Sulu, as if to ask if he'd followed the other man's prompting correctly there. A look that Ianto, luckily, was just too tired to notice.
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"...cold," he answered, softly, a bit sadly, "and. And tired." As if that impromptu nap he'd taken hadn't done anything at all, as if he were right back where he started, before all of this had happened, that bleary half-awake state that he'd been in all day. He'd kept up the conversation while they'd been eating, when necessary, but the more he'd eaten, the more tired he'd become. He'd gotten tired after a large meal before--everyone had--but this was different, and he knew it.
Jack turned, leaning back against the counter as he looked at the other two for a moment. He thought he could see where Sulu was going, with this questioning and offering to do the dishes himself, so Jack spoke up, hoping he guessed right. "I could take you upstairs, then. Get you settled in for the night. It'll definitely be a lot more comfortable and a lot warmer falling asleep in your bed, with all those blankets, than doing it again here at the table. If that's alright with Sulu, here," he said, turning to shoot a questioning look at Sulu, as if to ask if he'd followed the other man's prompting correctly there. A look that Ianto, luckily, was just too tired to notice.