IANTO
It was something - that much they could agree on, and Ianto's smile warmed further as Amalia ducked beneath his arm for a hug. As they stood together, watching the roses like drops of blood on the snow, he felt that same strange calm descend upon him, like he had just placed a piece of a very important puzzle. To hear that someone else had faith was surprisingly invigorating, too, and he straightened up a touch and nodded to Amalia. "He will. We're doing what we've been asked, and it will work." How he could be so confident was anyone's guess, but there it was.
Raising an eyebrow as she suddenly turned to him, Ianto's smile turned lopsided and he rubbed at the back of his head. "Oh, I'm dandy," he assured her. "Not a scratch on me - I've just been getting reacquainted with my wagon after a season, that's all."
Raising an eyebrow as she suddenly turned to him, Ianto's smile turned lopsided and he rubbed at the back of his head. "Oh, I'm dandy," he assured her. "Not a scratch on me - I've just been getting reacquainted with my wagon after a season, that's all."
i know places we can hide
