IANTO
sometimes love can kill a man
"No, I mean... I... you're fine. Don't be sorry." Did he mean that? He didn't know. At the request that he come down Ianto mumbled something like an acceptance, the wagon rattling and rumbling as he made his way out, hopping down so he could circle around to Remi - not that he knew what to do right now. It felt like a chasm had opened up between them suddenly, Ianto left stupidly standing before the other man.
"I'm here," he said, so he could give Remi somewhere to orient himself. "...So... what happens now? What do you want?" He didn't mean it as an accusation, but his thoughts were rapidly beginning to race and, try as he might, Ianto couldn't stop them.
"I'm here," he said, so he could give Remi somewhere to orient himself. "...So... what happens now? What do you want?" He didn't mean it as an accusation, but his thoughts were rapidly beginning to race and, try as he might, Ianto couldn't stop them.
