Jack nodded back to Sulu, over Ianto's head so he couldn't see him doing it, although he did catch that moment of hesitation, so he sent him a definite look as well. "Great. We'll be upstairs waiting for you then," he said, forcefully, making it clear that Sulu was not allowed to leave on his account, not at all. That they both wanted to be there, so they were, damn it, because if this was the one last chance, he wasn't going to deny anyone that kind of a chance, least of all Sulu.

Jack turned to Ianto. "Sound good to you?" he asked, looking down at him. Ianto merely nodded. He was a lot more tired than he'd originally thought, he supposed. Jack just took in a breath, before nodding again. "Right," he said, "upstairs we go, then." Bending down, he hooked a hand underneath Ianto's knees, and another around his shoulders, and lifted. Ianto, catching on that Jack was lifting him, wrapped his arms around Jack's neck and held on tight as he was once again hoisted into the air. He blushed, embarrassed that they had to be doing this for him, but that's just the way things had to be, and he certainly wasn't going to try walking again.

"Don't take too long, yeah?" Ianto said to Sulu, throwing it over Jack's shoulder as they headed out of the kitchen and down the hallway. He'd really prefer not to have fallen asleep by the time Sulu made it upstairs, and if Sulu took his time doing the dishes, then he couldn't make any promises that he won't have by then.