IANTO
”Yep,” Ianto says, smiling proudly over the rim of his cup and taking a sip of hot, sweet tea, inhaling deeply of the scent. well, at least he knew now that he was welcome to show up at Remi’s doorstep. And then some, apparently, Ianto tilting his head to his friend and letting his smile continue to grow as he watches the honey drizzle into Remi’s cup.
”Oh? Larger than the lion?” he wonders, taking another sip of tea and setting his cup down again. ”My wagon shrinks and I walked all the way down here just fine,” he remarks. ”One would almost think you wanted to show off and carry me.”
The whole thing sounds terrible contrived and like the sort of surprise Ianto would hate to have dumped on him were he... y’know, in any sort of state to be married or even in a relationship. But then again, he’s not Remi and Ronin, so he simply shrugs his shoulders. ”I met your ex. I think, anyway. Sam,” he informs him. ”But the cliffs sound just fine. I’ll curl up in my wagon as a fox. And if I get lonely or bored... then as you say.”
”Oh? Larger than the lion?” he wonders, taking another sip of tea and setting his cup down again. ”My wagon shrinks and I walked all the way down here just fine,” he remarks. ”One would almost think you wanted to show off and carry me.”
The whole thing sounds terrible contrived and like the sort of surprise Ianto would hate to have dumped on him were he... y’know, in any sort of state to be married or even in a relationship. But then again, he’s not Remi and Ronin, so he simply shrugs his shoulders. ”I met your ex. I think, anyway. Sam,” he informs him. ”But the cliffs sound just fine. I’ll curl up in my wagon as a fox. And if I get lonely or bored... then as you say.”
i know places we can hide
