"Oh, I bet she has some choice words for you, sir," Ianto said with a small smile, blowing the steam from his mug and enjoying the warmth of the fire, the way it seemed to inject some small amount of life into the building around them. "I can't wait until she finally learns to translate them into something you understand." Having never really met the child, of course, Ianto could only imagien what Ronin and Remi's daughter was like.
He hadn't intended to cause the alchemist any pain, Ianto's smile fading a little at Remi's response. "Surely they aren't still expecting anything of the guildhall? Not with the guildmaster gone?" he asked. "...Maybe you could just stay down here full time? Make it feel a little cozier?"
He hadn't intended to cause the alchemist any pain, Ianto's smile fading a little at Remi's response. "Surely they aren't still expecting anything of the guildhall? Not with the guildmaster gone?" he asked. "...Maybe you could just stay down here full time? Make it feel a little cozier?"
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