IANTO
It does feel like a while ago, Ianto agreed with Remi, whiskers twitching, though he was soon putty in the alchemist's hands as they came up to scritch and fuss over the fox. Letting out a whining growl of contentment, Ianto turned his head so Remi could get to a particularly hard to reach spot, his ear twitching wildly with pleasure.
Snuffling closer as if he might sneak up and lick Remi's face, Ianto was suddenly stopped at the other man's question. Lifting his head, he blinked up at the other man, ears perking forward now. Different? I mean... Well, yeah. When you were blinded, they... well, they look like the eyes of a blind man. He didn't know how else to phrase it.
Snuffling closer as if he might sneak up and lick Remi's face, Ianto was suddenly stopped at the other man's question. Lifting his head, he blinked up at the other man, ears perking forward now. Different? I mean... Well, yeah. When you were blinded, they... well, they look like the eyes of a blind man. He didn't know how else to phrase it.
where are your gods now
