IANTO
"Oh, I'm not worried - not about wine spilling, anyway. You're the only danger in my immediate vicinity." And even then, Ianto wasn't in any actual danger - he was more likely to end up naked than hurt under James's watchful eye.
Finishing adding the last touches to the stew, Ianto put the lid on the pot and left it to do its thing. Of course he hadn't been serious about keeping winey clothes on, too, so he moved across the wagon to pull his shirt up and over his head, searching for a new one.
"Yeah, little bit," he said of Delphia. "Mort's kid, apparently. She drifts through the Greatwood. Pleasant enough, if you like them quirky and spooky."
Finishing adding the last touches to the stew, Ianto put the lid on the pot and left it to do its thing. Of course he hadn't been serious about keeping winey clothes on, too, so he moved across the wagon to pull his shirt up and over his head, searching for a new one.
"Yeah, little bit," he said of Delphia. "Mort's kid, apparently. She drifts through the Greatwood. Pleasant enough, if you like them quirky and spooky."
where are your gods now
