When Sulu did show up at the door, he was surprised to find that he didn't really feel like he was intruding on anything. It wasn't that Jack and Ianto weren't having a moment or anything - at a time like this, there was no way they couldn't be - but all the same, it didn't feel as though he were walking in on something he shouldn't be a part of. He supposed it was because they were all in the same boat, here; all three hoping for Ianto to get better but fearing that he wouldn't, wanting to spend as much time with each other as possible, in case it didn't end well...

The fact that there was a space on the bed for him didn't escape his notice, and he smiled a little at that, moving to the empty side, toeing off his shoes as he reached the bed before climbing in - under the covers, unlike Jack, because he wanted to give up as much of his body heat to Ianto as he could. He'd use his comm to send a message to McCoy after Ianto fell asleep, and maybe he'd get up and do some pacing, or even steal a coat and walk up and down the block a few times, but for now he was going to stay exactly where he was. His pent up frustration could wait. "Hey," he finally said softly, to both of them, though his eyes were fixed on Ianto as he addressed him directly, "Are you feeling okay enough to sleep?" Even though they all knew he only ever felt like sleeping, nowadays.