"I think I would be alright with that." Remi agreed leaning fully against Ianto now, reaching out for the hand not entangled in his curls, which felt like a strangely intimidate gesture somehow, despite all that had just occurred. With a smile wide enough to cause his cheeks to dimple, Remi nodded, in that moment entirely confident that the fox would, despite whatever odds, always find him. Something about that knowledge made him sleepy with adoration, and it was just as his eyes slipped shut and he took a full and deep breath—
—that Remi could practically hear the wood being shredded on the opposite side of the door. With a softly amused chuckle, Remi shot the fox a look. "Unhappy? Wow. Quite the dragon-whisperer you are." He said, nudging the fox playfully as he shakily raised himself into a standing position. "Well, now that I have had what I want of you, perhaps I should let her eat you." Remi said offering Ianto a hand up, beaming a mischevious smile down at the fox.
—that Remi could practically hear the wood being shredded on the opposite side of the door. With a softly amused chuckle, Remi shot the fox a look. "Unhappy? Wow. Quite the dragon-whisperer you are." He said, nudging the fox playfully as he shakily raised himself into a standing position. "Well, now that I have had what I want of you, perhaps I should let her eat you." Remi said offering Ianto a hand up, beaming a mischevious smile down at the fox.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
