it's not what it looks like
"You think so?" Ianto fidgeted with one of the rings on his fingers, pursing his lips for a moment. "Things would have turned out a lot differently for me, put it that way," he said, glancing around at the wagon before letting his gaze land back on Remi. He let the alchemist retrieve his feather in peace, though as he straightened back up with it Ianto couldn't stop himself stepping forward, gently cupping his hands around Remi's if he would allow it.
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me," he mumbled. "Last time, you literally flew away, so... I guess this is an improvement. But still. I don't like makin' you feel like this. Like somethin' bad is about to happen. Did you really get so used to things going wrong in there?"
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me," he mumbled. "Last time, you literally flew away, so... I guess this is an improvement. But still. I don't like makin' you feel like this. Like somethin' bad is about to happen. Did you really get so used to things going wrong in there?"
