it's not what it looks like
”No one that you know of,” Ianto says, mischievously tapping the side of his nose as if he’s in on some kind of conspiracy. Still, Sam takes the pipe and Ianto lets his blue eyes wander - for a second, anyway, until the distinct sound of someone choking on smoke draws his attention back. ”Hey, you okay?” he asks through a laugh, accepting the pipe back where it couldn’t do any further harm to the redhead.
Then talk moves to Remi, and the fox barks out a laugh to hear that they both know him - and in similar ways too. ”Well look at that - we got a governor in common,” he says jovially, his tail flicking in amusement. ”And that may well be the case, but I’m more stubborn than he is. Still, I’ll keep it in mind - never know what might have changed in a season or two, huh. So you live in Torchline now?”
Then talk moves to Remi, and the fox barks out a laugh to hear that they both know him - and in similar ways too. ”Well look at that - we got a governor in common,” he says jovially, his tail flicking in amusement. ”And that may well be the case, but I’m more stubborn than he is. Still, I’ll keep it in mind - never know what might have changed in a season or two, huh. So you live in Torchline now?”
