it's not what it looks like
"It's not unheard of for them to last this long," Ianto murmured, gently shrugging his shoulders. "Not normally between friends, granted. And I suppose this does ruin our professional relationship. But it's okay - I kind of like it this way instead," he admitted, turning slightly so he could lean against the counter of the wagon within having to let Remi go. As for the 'going rate' of his hugs, the fox snorted. "Now that depends entirely on the person," he said. "For you, though? Well, hugging you is priceless, so I guess it's free."
He tipped Remi a wink, then paused for a moment or so before letting out a laugh. "I'm so sorry. That was terrible, even for me," he said, glancing around the wagon which was softly lit by will-o-wisps as well as the lantern by now. "I think I was going for mysterious and sort of vaguely magical," he quipped.
He tipped Remi a wink, then paused for a moment or so before letting out a laugh. "I'm so sorry. That was terrible, even for me," he said, glancing around the wagon which was softly lit by will-o-wisps as well as the lantern by now. "I think I was going for mysterious and sort of vaguely magical," he quipped.
