Ianto didn't really want to make Sulu leave him alone in the room to go searching something out like that, nor did he really want to get up and have to be poked and prodded by McCoy at that moment either, so. He wasn't about to argue with Sulu's decision to stay put and get something more for it later, if necessary. It was Sulu's decision to make anyway, and if he thought he didn't need it, Ianto trusted that he didn't. Sulu wasn't the one to hide how he was feeling from the people he cared about, after all. Well, at least Ianto was getting better about that...

Ianto shifted, moving to take Sulu's hand in his own, unbelievably reassured by the other man's actions, wanting to show that that was the case. "That dream, though... I mean, it was based on memories of what happened in Torchwood Tower, but. I don't know, it was different. I think... I think that I might've been somewhat aware of you trying to wake me up, of you being here with me, that I might've reacted to you the way I was trying to react to that Cyberman, and..." Well, then he'd slugged him in the face. "Believe me, though. You know I've been having nightmares lately, but none of them have been quite as bad as that one. I would've done something about this a lot sooner, if they were..."