IANTO
there's a bulletproof bond
"And so instead you'll have one tangled up in whatever trouble I'm in lately?" Ianto tutted, not looking up from the leaves. In reality of course the fox's life had never been more boring, and he shoved his hands back in the pockets of his coat as he heard Remi out. The Alchemist's kindness and understanding was both a balm and a poison, and Ianto didn't know quite how to take it. He wanted desperately, of course, to just agree and let himself bob along in the other man's wake, but the familiarity of the Greatwood rooted him to the spot.
"It isn't that easy," he began, but then Remi went and pulled the big guns, invoking full names and debts, and Ianto swallowed hard. Cheeks colouring - he had forgotten all about the tea house - he lifted guilty blue eyes to Remi and followed his gaze over his shoulder to the portal.
"I can't argue with that, I suppose," Ianto muttered, nodding with something like relief before dutifully turning and stepping into the Mathair. As first portal experiences went, this ought to be good.
"It isn't that easy," he began, but then Remi went and pulled the big guns, invoking full names and debts, and Ianto swallowed hard. Cheeks colouring - he had forgotten all about the tea house - he lifted guilty blue eyes to Remi and followed his gaze over his shoulder to the portal.
"I can't argue with that, I suppose," Ianto muttered, nodding with something like relief before dutifully turning and stepping into the Mathair. As first portal experiences went, this ought to be good.
between me and you
