rings of smoke through the trees

i love it when i catch you looking at me

I could always just shift back, Ianto suggests with a mental chuckle, seated quite comfortably next to the alchemist and cocking his furry head to one side as if to look properly at the bottle. Remi doesn’t skimp on quality, and so the fox already knows it will be good. Quiet, though? You could have fooled me. I’ve been awoken by many a nap by what I’m sure is a baby crying. Has Vai adopted again?

Jaw lolling open in a foxy grin, he snuffles around the porch on autopilot, trying to sniff out the new addition. Then Remi mentions changes, and it at least grabs Ianto’s attention again. How so? he asks, returning again to sit in the same place. Is everything alright?