rings of smoke through the trees

for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul

"Snark all you want." The alchemist huffs back, giving his friend a glare for good measure. "But when you've had a shit day and don't feel like letting your mind come up with its own dreams, you'll be begging for your own dreamscape to run about in. Even if all you do is sleep in it."

Laughing at that, having expected such an answer from the fox, Remi nods. "You can still nap plenty. Mateo might be better at it than even you are, so you'll have to work hard to keep up with him." Though the idea of the fox snuggled up asleep with his son did strange things to his heart, both warming it and making it clutch anxiously, he thought the pair would nap rather well together.

Opening his mouth to take offence to that, the alchemist is forced to grumble away his objections. "Fair enough." Said with a bit of a scowl (Ianto isn't wrong, though), he holds up a finger to add: "And dragons. Sugar is as likely to fight you for your horde as we are."