Ianto
"Mm... you certainly have an aesthetic eye," Ianto said, his smile still in place but his voice not sounding convinced, and he glanced sidelong at Remi as if to judge how far he was willing to push this. Only... it appeared he was actually going to be pushing the fox instead. Ianto yelped as he was jostled about, nearly throwing the basket in the river as his arm tried to pinwheel, only for Remi to drag him close again.
Laughing wickedly, he cast the basket aside on the grass - a sure sign of his mischievous intentions. "It is, Remi," he agreed, blue eyes growing wide, the fox exaggerately stumbling towards the edge of the bank - and dragging the alchemist with him.
"Oh no. I am falling." He beamed, pulling the other man close and letting himself tumble back into the water.
Laughing wickedly, he cast the basket aside on the grass - a sure sign of his mischievous intentions. "It is, Remi," he agreed, blue eyes growing wide, the fox exaggerately stumbling towards the edge of the bank - and dragging the alchemist with him.
"Oh no. I am falling." He beamed, pulling the other man close and letting himself tumble back into the water.
