IANTO
Ianto was very self-satisfied indeed until Remi leant in and kissed his shoulder, of all places, the fox narrowing his eyes playfully. "They are not my Fae," he informed him haughtily. "They aren't anyone's. But I do applaud you on your wily ways. Perhaps your next shift should be a fox, hm?" Ianto smiled, though the amusement seemed to drain out of him as he gazed back into the fire.
"I really don't like it here," he said quietly; hence his request for a distraction from the alchemist. "Perhaps we ought to meet again along the outskirts? Past the barrier?"
"I really don't like it here," he said quietly; hence his request for a distraction from the alchemist. "Perhaps we ought to meet again along the outskirts? Past the barrier?"
where are your gods now
