it's not what it looks like
"Tch, that's an easy answer. For you? Anything." Ianto smirked, glancing at Remi just as he glanced away, which only caused the fox's smile to grow ever so slightly. At the question he chuckled, waving an imperious hand acting as though he had no idea what Remi was talking about. "Some awful rogue, no doubt. Not like me at all, I'm an upstandin' merchant."
Leaning comfortably against the counter, Ianto let himself enjoy the sounds of the forest in the twilight, though he did eventually glance to the other man. "You are very nervous around me," he said slowly. "More so now that you know I'm not some ghoul. Is there something I can do, to make you more comfortable?"
Leaning comfortably against the counter, Ianto let himself enjoy the sounds of the forest in the twilight, though he did eventually glance to the other man. "You are very nervous around me," he said slowly. "More so now that you know I'm not some ghoul. Is there something I can do, to make you more comfortable?"
