it's not what it looks like
Where Remi's fingers trembled, Ianto's hands were steady, and though there was an unmistakeable flush to the fox's cheeks, he didn't seem at all embarrassed about it. Life was too short, and Ianto's was too uncertain at the best of times since landing in the Greatwood. Seize the day and all that. "Oh...?" His eyes widened a fraction, then, and a lopsided smile spread across his face without his permission; he obviously hadn't known about that caveat to Ludo's curse.
Still, as he heard Remi out, the fox shook his head as if utterly confident that it wouldn't happen. "You won't," he said simply. "If you do, I'll just come back to you again, and we'll start again. Ludo will get bored eventually. And if it gets too big for its raggedy boots, I'll bribe it to leave you alone."
Still, as he heard Remi out, the fox shook his head as if utterly confident that it wouldn't happen. "You won't," he said simply. "If you do, I'll just come back to you again, and we'll start again. Ludo will get bored eventually. And if it gets too big for its raggedy boots, I'll bribe it to leave you alone."
