Not having expected quite so serious a response from the other man, Ianto forgot himself for a moment and reached out to rest a gentle hand on Remi's shoulder, giving it a warm squeeze. "I'll do my best to be just as good a friend to you, then," he vowed, smiling to him. "Or at the very least, to leave a note when I've just gone off to chase my own tail for a bit." Because obviously the prettiest face worth chasing after was his own.
As for the future? Ianto hummed out a note of thoughtfulness. "I mean... I'm keen to get the wagon on the road again. I usually let my work pave my way. Though I can't move on until a certain alchemist pays for his fireworks..."
As for the future? Ianto hummed out a note of thoughtfulness. "I mean... I'm keen to get the wagon on the road again. I usually let my work pave my way. Though I can't move on until a certain alchemist pays for his fireworks..."
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