IANTO
Ianto manages to get pretty far, all things considered, but he has no chance against a bird of prey; he lets out a musical trill as Remi overtakes him on pale wings, the hawk a truly breathtaking sight against the moody sky. Now that’s just unfair, he informs the other man with a laugh, not sounding put out at all. It’s nice, to feel the air in his feathers, and they make good time as the cliffs come into view.
Banking around, Ianto lands a lot more clumsily than he imagines his counterpart will, shifting and stumbling a few steps, his cheeks flushed with the exertion. ”Can’t wait to do that again when the sun’s out,” he says to Remi, turning to approach the (hopefully) other man again. ”Here. Since I’ll be getting all set up, and you seemed to need it.”
He presses two things into the Alchemist’s hands - the jar of honey, and the glow in the dark star from earlier.
Banking around, Ianto lands a lot more clumsily than he imagines his counterpart will, shifting and stumbling a few steps, his cheeks flushed with the exertion. ”Can’t wait to do that again when the sun’s out,” he says to Remi, turning to approach the (hopefully) other man again. ”Here. Since I’ll be getting all set up, and you seemed to need it.”
He presses two things into the Alchemist’s hands - the jar of honey, and the glow in the dark star from earlier.
i know places we can hide
