it's not what it looks like
Replacing the kettle once he had poured the water, Ianto placed the lid upon the teapot and let it sit and brew for a few minutes. "Ah, well. If you should ever need any tea, I'm more than happy to provide. Free of charge, but only for you." He winked. "Don't tell anyone where you got it, or they'll all want some." Nibbling the inside of his lip, he reached out to pour them both some tea into the cups at last, breathing in the steam deeply.
"Mm," he said, very much not wanting to recall how horrible it had been, and the events after which had eventually led into his current situation. "I don't know. I don't even know how we got here in general," he muttered, shrugging his shoulders. "Every shrine I've visited doesn't give any answers, even when they answer the prayer."
"Mm," he said, very much not wanting to recall how horrible it had been, and the events after which had eventually led into his current situation. "I don't know. I don't even know how we got here in general," he muttered, shrugging his shoulders. "Every shrine I've visited doesn't give any answers, even when they answer the prayer."
