it's not what it looks like
"I suppose not, though I do wonder why." He offered the other man a crooked smile, nudging him gently. "If you had wanted me to ravage you in this wagon, I assume you would have been more forthcoming about it. And you'd not have sprouted feathers at a hug or an arm around you." His smile growing into a grin, he relaxed back against the counter, searching to meet Remi's gaze even as he seemed so intent on looking anywhere but directly at the fox.
Priceless, free... while Ianto would usually have enjoyed the wordplay, he did remember Remi, and he knew well the alchemist's penchant for replacing serious conversation with banter. "Mmhm," he said, nodding in agreement with the other man's appraisal of the situation. "For whatever price I deem fair."
Priceless, free... while Ianto would usually have enjoyed the wordplay, he did remember Remi, and he knew well the alchemist's penchant for replacing serious conversation with banter. "Mmhm," he said, nodding in agreement with the other man's appraisal of the situation. "For whatever price I deem fair."
