Ianto had been cleared by John and the attending nurse to be fit to go, and was currently in the process of getting himself presentable enough to be officially discharged. With Jack off on a call about someone having sighted Myfanwy out in the countryside, and Sulu waiting outside for the taxi they'd called to bring him home, that left him with the
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Ianto was grateful for Sulu's adjustment in his grip on his arm. He told himself that all they had to do was get down the hallway toward the front door, and then their cab would be waiting for them and he could sit down for the little while that it took them to get from the Infirmary to Ianto's flat itself, and it helped him get through the fact that this was probably the longest he'd been on his feet in a while, and it was really starting to wear on him. "You said that the taxi was already here, waiting for us?" he asked, trying very hard not to sound like he hoped that it was.
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Still, at Ianto's question, he couldn't help but pick up the pace just slightly. "Yeah, it's outside. I don't even know how long the drive is from here to your place, but you can rest during it, at least." He hoped that Ianto would take that to heart; he could feel his weight on his shoulder, heavier than it had been at the start, and knew that Ianto needed more rest, even if he kept claiming he disliked it.
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Ianto shrugged. "Unless there's a lot of traffic, it shouldn't be that long of a drive. 10 minutes or so, give or take," he said, purposely neglecting to comment on the part about resting during the drive. He was grateful to know that it was already there, though, and that they wouldn't have to stand there waiting for it once they finally got to the front doors or anything. He tried to focus on something other than how far away the front door seemed at that moment. "Have you ever been in a taxi, then?" he asked.
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Reaching the exit, Sulu thought over what he'd said - and what he wanted to say - and glanced at the taxi waiting for them on the curb. "Still, it'd be great if you guys could come up with the transporter by now. We could cut out the middle-man entirely." Leading Ianto to the cab, he did indeed let go of him so that he could hold open the door for him. His body language screamed, See? I can let you go if I need to.
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After Sulu climbed in after him, shutting the door behind himself, Ianto turned to the driver and gave him his address, the man nodding and starting them on their way, before Ianto turned back to Sulu, gratefully sinking back into the seat, happy to be sitting down again. "So, you have a car, then," Ianto said. "D'you mean, like, a car car? Or d'you mean whatever your century's equivalent to a car might be?" How was Ianto supposed to know, anyway? For all he knew, cars could fly in the future. The man flew a spaceship for a living, after all, who knew what sort of vehicle he had at home. ...a home that actually kind of really intrigued Ianto, now that he was really thinking about it.
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He wasn't someone too terribly interested in old fashioned cars, but he had an idea of the different kinds of models, considering some of the manufactures were still around. "It's sort of a more... I don't know. It's like a sports car, I guess," he offered, not really knowing what defined a sports car at their current time period. "I have a license for pretty much everything, but the only thing that's really feasible to own is a car."
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At the mention of what Sulu's car looked like, though, Ianto smirked at him, raising an eyebrow. "You drive a sports car?" he asked, knowing that it probably technically wasn't a sports car really, but. Sulu had compared it to that, and he couldn't get the image of Sulu in a modern day sports car out of his head, even though he knew that it was probably an entirely different sort of vehicle. "Is that the most common vehicle then? The car, I mean. Or... I mean, what else is there?" Ianto was definitely intrigued. Sulu hadn't mentioned any of this before, and the fact that it'd come up in conversation then just made Ianto all the more curious about it. Just because he was physically exhausted didn't mean that his mind was working any less fast than it usually did, after all.
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Ianto couldn't even imagine nuclear powered cars, and hovercrafts were only just beginning to be thought up. It blew his mind that things like this ever even exist, let alone that they were commonplace in any sort of normal world. He sat there in silence, soaking that in and yes, alright, resting, before speaking up again. "What do you like the most, then? What's your favorite to operate?" he asked. He ( ... )
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Ianto's question really didn't require a second thought. "The Enterprise, hands down," he said, smiling fondly. He couldn't help but love that ship; it was huge and required a crew of hundreds, but manning the helm provided such a fine touch that he couldn't help but appreciate it as an experienced flier. Still, he knew that it really didn't count as a vehicle, really. It was a starship, not a car. "But, Earth-wise, I'd probably go with hovercrafts. I like my car, but nothing beats flying.
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Ianto smiled back at Sulu as he answered without any sort of hesitation at all that it was the Enterprise. And Ianto could believe that. He'd been aboard the ship before, and it really was impressive. He'd even been in the bridge that one time, although it had been grounded at the time. ...god, that seemed like so long ago, thinking back on it. "You'll have to take me, sometime," Ianto said, softly. "Flying, that is." And though he didn't say it, it clearly hung in the air after his statement: Because I'll be around for you to make plans with. Now that I'm alive again and all. I promised I'm not going anywhere, I mean it. Best not say that aloud ( ... )
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He squeezed Ianto's knee gently, smiling at him gently because it was so good. Everything was so damned perfect and he didn't care if Ianto wanted nothing more than to sleep and lie down and complain about the fact that that's all he could do. He didn't care that he got tired easily, because it was only just for now. He didn't care because Ianto was there and they could go anywhere they wanted - anywhere Ianto wanted ( ... )
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"Lunch and bed sounds good, though," he commented. "I'm honestly glad to be out of that place and not eating hospital food anymore. I could care less what I have to eat, really, just as long as I don't have to have hospital food again for a good long while. And, you know." He shrugged, sighing. "There's no use arguing with the fact that I should be taking it easy, or anything like that. I just..." Don't want you to leave. If you were planning on it, once I went to sleep. No, best not say that. Not then, at least. "I think food first would probably be the best idea."
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"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure between Jack and me, we'll be able to keep you out of the hospital for a long while." Even if it meant locking him up somewhere, so that he didn't try to get into something that might end up harming him. He knew he'd never really do that, but. The idea would be tempting sometimes, he had a feeling. "And anyway, we'll see what you've got for food at your place and... I'll try to make something out of it, so you're not doing too much work."
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