"Quit asking me that," he chastises, though there's no heat in it. "Yes I'm sure, I just spent several days in an air conditioned space station with bunks my spine is actually used to, and you're covered in bruises. You're not sleeping on the floor."

Jim gets his hands on Ianto's shoulders and steers him towards the narrow hallway that leads to the closet-like bathroom (at least it's clean, and the water's nice). "Go, and if I see you longingly eyeballing the floor I'm going to subject you to my terrifying space-stun technique, the Vulcan nerve pinch, and then you'll really be out."

Spooky voice. (Fun fact, Jim can actually do that unlike his Prime counterpart.) "Relax. Everything's fine."