it's not what it looks like
"At least you still have the advantage of reservations," Ianto said airily, smiling somewhere out of the shutters and into the night. "It's a bit late for me. It's alright, though." It sounded like it too, the fox seeming content just to have Remi there with him, in whatever capacity he wanted to be. Blue eyes flicking back to the alchemist at the force of which he said no, Ianto smiled without meaning to. "Well when you put it like that..." He rubbed at the back of his head, letting out a long sigh.
"I'm sorry that everything seemed to go to shit for you the second you set foot in Caido. I was out here all this time. If I'd just... if I'd landed in there instead of out here..." He shrugged. "Who knows. I might not have made any difference."
"I'm sorry that everything seemed to go to shit for you the second you set foot in Caido. I was out here all this time. If I'd just... if I'd landed in there instead of out here..." He shrugged. "Who knows. I might not have made any difference."
