IANTO
"You could try, but I don't think you'd get the result you were aiming for," Ianto quipped back at James, starting to fall back into the easy banter they had shared in their time. It was true that Ianto still walked with a rod in his back compared to the wild and easygoing man he had been once... but that man was still there. He just needed to wake up again.
"Am I being reasonable? Or are you just being closed-minded?" he asked, glancing around at his discarded shirt, at the wine, at all of the things that James absolutely wasn't saying.
Then, as if resigning himself to it, the fox flopped down onto the bed and stretched out, holding an arm out for James. "Best you get warm then, eh?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Am I being reasonable? Or are you just being closed-minded?" he asked, glancing around at his discarded shirt, at the wine, at all of the things that James absolutely wasn't saying.
Then, as if resigning himself to it, the fox flopped down onto the bed and stretched out, holding an arm out for James. "Best you get warm then, eh?" He raised his eyebrows.
where are your gods now
