Ianto smiled back at him, shaking his head and reaching out a hand to grasp Sulu's. "It's alright," he said. "You need to get your rest too, same as anyone." He squeezed Sulu's hand too, to let him know that he wasn't going anywhere soon. That it would be alright for one more night, for Sulu to rest and get in contact with McCoy and prepare himself for whatever it was that came next, Ianto wasn't exactly sure what that might be.

Jack reached out to take Ianto's other hand in his own. If he could reach, he'd probably grab Sulu's too, show him that he supported him in this, that he was grateful that the other man was there, both for Ianto and for himself. "Talking to McCoy can wait," he said, with a nod, "I'm not going to force you go go on the comms right now and call him up. Besides. You're going to want to catch him at a good time, anyway. Both of you are going to need to rest up before you go there, and if he's anything like any other doctors I know, as soon as he finds out he's going to want you to come in as soon as possible, so he can get started. Might as well enjoy one more night at home and head in in the morning, yeah?"

He looked between the two of them, looking to see if they agreed with him on that. He shot Sulu a look as well, one that Ianto could see, thanking him for not jumping right on calling McCoy up. Much as Jack wanted Ianto to get better, if... If things didn't work out right, Jack wanted to have this one last chance to lie next to Ianto, to hold his hand and be with him. His one last chance...to say goodbye. Because if that's what it came to again, at least. At least he'll have had that chance, this time around.