it's not what it looks like
"Oh? I'm... glad? I think?" Ianto laughed warmly to his friend, already pottering over to the corner to arrange a couple of cups and a large teapot, which he set on a low table in the middle of the wagon. Having put a pan on to boil water, he began to arrange a few different herbs and leaves, dropping them into the teapot ready to brew when the water was hot enough.
He smiled across at Remi, knowing simply from knowing the alchemist about his use of physical distance to keep himself comfortable - hence why he kept the table between them. "Yeah, this is where I've been. Not for the first few weeks I was here, of course, but... this is where I live. If I'm not out in the forest, this is where you'll find me." Or not, given how difficult it was to get there.
He smiled across at Remi, knowing simply from knowing the alchemist about his use of physical distance to keep himself comfortable - hence why he kept the table between them. "Yeah, this is where I've been. Not for the first few weeks I was here, of course, but... this is where I live. If I'm not out in the forest, this is where you'll find me." Or not, given how difficult it was to get there.
