IANTO
"Well yes, obviously." Ianto all but cackled, propping himself up on an elbow and watching Remi with amusement and fondness in his eyes as he took the roll and gave it such a thorough inspection. "What am I supposedly good at, anyway?" he asked, genuinely curious to hear what the other man thought he brought to the table, so to speak. Because Ianto didn't think much of himself, that much was obvious.
At seeing the disappointment, at first the fox genuinely thought there was an issue, only to smile crookedly as Remi spoke again. "Oh? What do you think that might be? A secret ingredient might be just the thing it needs."
At seeing the disappointment, at first the fox genuinely thought there was an issue, only to smile crookedly as Remi spoke again. "Oh? What do you think that might be? A secret ingredient might be just the thing it needs."
i know places we can hide
