Ianto couldn't help but move his hand to the side of Sulu's jaw, tilting the other man's head down while leaning up himself to place a soft, chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth, before releasing that, and going back to the way they'd been sitting moments prior. "You won't," he said, firmly. "You won't lose me like that again. Not if you or Jack or Gwen or I have anything to say about the matter."

Ianto knew that he wasn't going to find the right set of words to automatically take that look out of Sulu's eyes, but he would do what he could to at least make it better. He would do what he could to help Sulu fight it off. He relaxed against Sulu's chest, held firm against the other man, warm and safe and...loved in his arms. All of the ghosts haunting his dreams were melting away, and for that moment, there was just the pair of them in Sulu's cabin, clinging to and supporting and...yeah, alright, loving each other.

"I..." Ianto said, speaking up after a moment. "I can't promise that things will get better right away, or that they'll always be better, once they do, but. It's like you said. I care way too much about you to ever make you go through anything like that again, yeah?"