it's not what it looks like
"Give it a little longer, perhaps," Ianto said softly, though they were surrounded on all sides by now by greenery. The sights and smells of the village and the rush of water from the Stonesong was fading too, and it would be safe for Remi to speak all he liked in his animal form. But just in case, it might be better to put some more distance between them before he went back on two legs.
"Would you like to take this to my wagon?" he asked, nodding to the fishtank. "We can keep it there, and I'll show you to the Wicker Woman."
"Would you like to take this to my wagon?" he asked, nodding to the fishtank. "We can keep it there, and I'll show you to the Wicker Woman."
