it's not what it looks like
”You would be surprised. A people with magic in their veins find the oddest creations to be quite spectacular.” Ianto grinned as he was nudged, glancing sidelong at Remi only to feel him shiver beneath his arm. The fox frowned. ”That was why you were brought to Northaven originally, right? I thought you must have enjoyed it, to make it your reason for coming through.” In retrospect, though, it absolutely did not gel with the gentle person he had uncovered Remi to be.
He frowned, puzzled as the alchemist asked his question, gazing up at his currently star-blank ceiling. ”I don’t think so... I’ve been as far as the fields, in the Outskirts, but that barely counts.” Nibbling at his lower lip, Ianto glanced back to the other man. ”Maybe I could brave it, as long as you show me around.”
He frowned, puzzled as the alchemist asked his question, gazing up at his currently star-blank ceiling. ”I don’t think so... I’ve been as far as the fields, in the Outskirts, but that barely counts.” Nibbling at his lower lip, Ianto glanced back to the other man. ”Maybe I could brave it, as long as you show me around.”
