Lolling back against Remi, Ianto huffed out a breath as the alchemist struggled to keep down his water, the fox nosing at his friend's palm (the one not cut up) as if in silent admonishment for him to be more careful with himself. All but melting around Remi as he was bundled closer, Ianto snuffled into his ear and rested a fluffy head against the hawk's shoulder, equally feeling more comfortable like this than as a man.
Remi's words echoed in his mind and Ianto nosed at his neck and behind his ear, relaxing bonelessly into the hug. Do you want to tell me about it? he asked. Or you could just show me, if it's easier... An Attuned's bond was a funny old thing, it turned out.
Remi's words echoed in his mind and Ianto nosed at his neck and behind his ear, relaxing bonelessly into the hug. Do you want to tell me about it? he asked. Or you could just show me, if it's easier... An Attuned's bond was a funny old thing, it turned out.
IANTO
