IANTO
”Excuse me, I very rarely have a shit day these days,” he informs Remi with a huff, implying of course that he’ll not need this dreamscape on offer. True, today wasn’t looking great with him trying to sulk away his grief for James, but fuck if Remi hasn’t managed to turn his mood around. ”I’m sure your little bit of magic is brilliant, old friend. But I’ll keep to my own subconscious, thanks. Besides, I’ll have to practice at napping, if I’m going to stand a chance against your son.”
And undoubtedly, as their travels continue, they will certainly find Ianto as a fox snuggled up with Mateo, but the merchant is barely thinking about that, especially when a certain dragon is mentioned. ”Well, fuck. I forgot about her.” Wincing, he’s already hopping down the steps from the porch, as if worried about how to Sugar-proof his wagon.
”Well, you drop by whenever you’re ready to set off. Just... give me until tomorrow morning at least, okay?”
And undoubtedly, as their travels continue, they will certainly find Ianto as a fox snuggled up with Mateo, but the merchant is barely thinking about that, especially when a certain dragon is mentioned. ”Well, fuck. I forgot about her.” Wincing, he’s already hopping down the steps from the porch, as if worried about how to Sugar-proof his wagon.
”Well, you drop by whenever you’re ready to set off. Just... give me until tomorrow morning at least, okay?”
where are your gods now
