Sulu laughed at that, dropping his hand to cover the one Ianto had rested on his thigh, squeezing a bit. It was nice to joke with Ianto again and to know that it wasn't false on either of their behalves. He was glad to have this back, have Ianto back, the way he had been before the 456. He knew that there was going to be some long-term damage; he knew that he'd have to deal with that, that they'd both have to deal with it. And he knew that Jack was going to need help too, with all of this - but they would all be able to handle it. They had to be able to.

"And that'll be amazing," Sulu said with a smile. "It'll be nice to know you aren't having bad dreams, or feeling sick." And it would be nice. Sulu shifted slightly, frowning briefly - so why did he still feel so strange?