Ianto nodded, appreciating the sentiments, slowly relaxing more against Sulu's chest, especially thanks to the shoulder rub that he was receiving from the other man. He shouldn't be getting used to this sort of thing, and he couldn't help but feel a little coddled, but at the same time, it was helping and he really couldn't argue with that at all, nor the sentiments behind the motion in the first place.

"Yeah, alright," he said, softly, in response. "Still, though. I'm sorry for waking you up, and for keeping you up after it. I'm going to have a talk to McCoy, to make sure that this doesn't happen again. I mean, it's bad enough that I'm not sleeping well, but. I don't want to be disrupting anything for you, either." He laced his hands together in his lap. "Just because you don't mind doing it for me doesn't mean that we should make a habit of it, or anything. Even though you are very good at this whole calming me down, thing..."