Ianto was vaguely aware of being pulled into a hug before he really started coming to terms with exactly what was going on and where he was and everything, his heart racing in his chest. Someone was talking in his ear--the someone that was hugging him, and it took him a moment before realizing that it was Sulu. And he was right. It was a dream, he was awake, but that didn't stop Ianto's hands from flying up and clutching tightly to the other man, as he let out a sound of utter relief, shuddering for a moment.

God, a dream. It had all been a dream. Well, a nightmare really. Ianto was used to having nightmares but lately...lately they'd gotten worse. So much more worse, since he'd been taking whatever it was that McCoy had given him. He'd mentioned it to Sulu, briefly, he just... He hadn't thought to talk to McCoy about it, yet. Especially when the drugs had been working to keep him energized, helping to be normal again, he didn't want to take that away just because of the nightmares it was causing. But this... This one had been pretty bad. "...oh god," he said, quietly, clutching to Sulu tightly for the moment, clinging to reality and to the fact that it had only been a memory, a nightmare, and that he was safe now.