"Clearly," Ianto echoed in a drawl, rolling his eyes and falling to a halt before the large old building, trying to survey the best place to plant roses. As Remi spoke, he flicked his gaze across to Remi, expression softening. "Yes... I can imagine," he said softly. "I... I did not treat you well, back then. I was hurt, and selfish... and I'm sorry for not making sure that you got home alright." He sighed, rubbing ashamedly at the back of his neck.
"I'm full glad you did, though," he added, smiling weakly and following Remi's suggestion with a nod. "I noticed, too, some of them were damaged," he murmured, heading to what he thought was a suitable spot and gesturing as if to ask Remi if it would do. "Do you think these will really help?"
"I'm full glad you did, though," he added, smiling weakly and following Remi's suggestion with a nod. "I noticed, too, some of them were damaged," he murmured, heading to what he thought was a suitable spot and gesturing as if to ask Remi if it would do. "Do you think these will really help?"
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