IANTO
Your eyes are just... paler, I suppose. Lighter than they were before. Ianto explained as best he could. You were right about what you said with Isla, though. The rest of you is healed up so well that you wouldn't even know... Which just made it more difficult to deal with, sometimes. Still, Ianto was momentarily distracted as skilled hands came up to scritch behind both of his ears, the fox letting out another yip of pleasure, playfully nipping at Remi's fingers and finally shaking himself off.
In a moment, Ianto was sitting astride Remi as a man, just as he had done a few weeks before. "I still want to dress up to see you," he murmured. "I don't want anything like that to have changed. Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean I can't." He smiled weakly, tracing warm fingertips across the other man's cheek. "I promise you though - I am me."
In a moment, Ianto was sitting astride Remi as a man, just as he had done a few weeks before. "I still want to dress up to see you," he murmured. "I don't want anything like that to have changed. Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean I can't." He smiled weakly, tracing warm fingertips across the other man's cheek. "I promise you though - I am me."
where are your gods now
