IANTO
"You are. A lot," Ianto pointed out, smirking and turning to kick the door shut behind them. By which point his unexpected guest was making himself right at home, Ianto seizing the first thing nearby (it turned out to be a squat candle - thankfully unlit) and throwing it directly at the other man. "Keep your hands to yourself or I'll be selling them out of my wagon," he said, marching forward to try and seize the back of the drenched collar headed straight for the bed.
"I used to be. Shit happens, now maybe I'm not much of a talker. Maybe now I'm more of a 'punch first, ask questions later' kinda guy. Do you want to find out?" It was definitely whatever Arduinna had been plying him with that was causing the outburst, but nonetheless Ianto knew nothing else other than to roll with it.
"What were you doing outside? Did you just see the place and thing 'oh sure, this'll do for a new house', or what?"
"I used to be. Shit happens, now maybe I'm not much of a talker. Maybe now I'm more of a 'punch first, ask questions later' kinda guy. Do you want to find out?" It was definitely whatever Arduinna had been plying him with that was causing the outburst, but nonetheless Ianto knew nothing else other than to roll with it.
"What were you doing outside? Did you just see the place and thing 'oh sure, this'll do for a new house', or what?"
where are your gods now
