"Don't move too quickly," Ianto said in a low tone, his footsteps echoing softly on the flagstones as he approached the stirring alchemist. Grabbing the water jug and pouring a glass, he crouched down and offered it out to Remi. "You passed out," he explained. "You smashed a cup, and that was it for you, I think. Just go slow with this, okay? You're at home in front of the fire."
Maybe once upon a time pillaging might have been an option, but certainly not from Remi. And definitely not now. "How are you feeling?"
Maybe once upon a time pillaging might have been an option, but certainly not from Remi. And definitely not now. "How are you feeling?"
IANTO
