JAMES
"Two?!" The thief muled unhappily as he was shoved away. "Well, best be careful not to get any wine anywhere else then, eh?" His eyes dipped decidedly low at that, James hissing in a worried breath as he tutted more to Ianto than to himself. It was the fox whose mouth had missed the wine, after all. "Y'could always take the rest of your clothes off if you're worried about spillin'." The snake pointed out helpfully.
"Sounds right." James answered with a disinterested shrug. "Why? Know her?" His eyebrows furrowed a tad at that, wondering what ties there might be between the nomadic fox and the ghostly weirdo.
"Sounds right." James answered with a disinterested shrug. "Why? Know her?" His eyebrows furrowed a tad at that, wondering what ties there might be between the nomadic fox and the ghostly weirdo.
what, from the bottom of my heart,
the fuck
the fuck
