"I don't know," Ianto confessed with a gentle shake of his head, having run out of answers for the other man. Glancing up at Remi now that both of their flowers were planted at the guildhall, Ianto offered a sad smile.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, not knowing if he would at all, or especially with the fox. "How you've been holding up, I mean. I take that he isn't... that Ronin isn't here?"
"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, not knowing if he would at all, or especially with the fox. "How you've been holding up, I mean. I take that he isn't... that Ronin isn't here?"
IANTO
