i'd bring you further roses
Remi raised a suggestive brow as his eyes gently moved to the blanket-den in the back. The math seemed clear enough to him: the two of them who had apparently all ready slept together, were really just drinking tea and making jokes in a magical wagon which happened to be bigger on the inside? Suuure.
As Ianto touched the collar around his neck, for the first time Remi considered that it might not just be some strange sort of fashion statement that the fox had adopted during all of his time alone.
Blowing gently on his tea, Remi looked down into it and tried to exhale slowly rather than in the sighing stream that his body wanted.
"Are there things you are not telling me...because you do not want to? Or because I do not remember you?" Remi asked a touch sadly and nervously, his sea-glass gaze gently roaming up from the lip of his cup towards the fox.
As Ianto touched the collar around his neck, for the first time Remi considered that it might not just be some strange sort of fashion statement that the fox had adopted during all of his time alone.
Blowing gently on his tea, Remi looked down into it and tried to exhale slowly rather than in the sighing stream that his body wanted.
"Are there things you are not telling me...because you do not want to? Or because I do not remember you?" Remi asked a touch sadly and nervously, his sea-glass gaze gently roaming up from the lip of his cup towards the fox.
but it does you no good
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
