IANTO
there's a bulletproof bond
The understanding, suddenly, that things were absolutely not alright, combined with the news that Remi had hurt himself... that had Ianto sobering somewhat. He straightened up from the Mathair, his hands buried in his pockets, and finally took a few steps towards his old friend. "Things are not as up as they seem, then," he said by way of apology. "I hope they get better for you soon, Remi. I really do. And if there's anything I can do..." Trailing off, Ianto scoffed at himself and didn't bother to finish. He was unreliable and they both knew it.
"Boring and quiet, with nary a Fae godmother to be seen. No Spire demons, no blight, no problems," he said simply, shrugging his shoulders. "Once I lived for adventure, but I'm afraid I'm weary of it, these days. Not even the beach will change that. Besides, what of my wagon? I doubt it will travel with me."
"Boring and quiet, with nary a Fae godmother to be seen. No Spire demons, no blight, no problems," he said simply, shrugging his shoulders. "Once I lived for adventure, but I'm afraid I'm weary of it, these days. Not even the beach will change that. Besides, what of my wagon? I doubt it will travel with me."
between me and you
