Ianto
Ianto held up his hands to Amalia as if to reassure her that he wasn't anything close to a threat, his steps slowing to ensure he didn't get close to the bag that she obviously felt was important. When she answered he realised just how foolish a question it had been - obviously she was from within the barrier, because he hadn't known anyone who wasn't a Fae who didn't come from within the barrier. Damn. At the question she posed in return, he shook his head slowly.
"No, I... well. I was dropped from elsewhere into the Greatwood. I've been living there ever since, and I'm trusted to come through this village. You... sorry if this sounds harsh, but... usually they'd have tied you up and thrown you somewhere nasty. How are you just... walking around?"
"No, I... well. I was dropped from elsewhere into the Greatwood. I've been living there ever since, and I'm trusted to come through this village. You... sorry if this sounds harsh, but... usually they'd have tied you up and thrown you somewhere nasty. How are you just... walking around?"
