Ianto
Ianto can only shrug, because there's little he or anyone else can do at this point. James probably overdosed on something fun - the fox can only hope that he went out with a bang. (If only he knew). Glancing across to Fiadh somewhat warily, clearly the girl has inherited none of Ianto's cowardice, because she bares her teeth right back at Remi in a grin. Hiked up onto his shoulders (their hair is still braided together), the alchemist can indeed expect small fingers in his curls. They aren't sticky, though, just grass-stained and muddy.
"Are you a bit land shark?" she wonders, wiggling her bare toes as the walk and peering out through the Greatwood. "Dada says that they are BIG and that they hide underground and that they have loads of teeth."
Smiling to himself, Ianto shakes his head to Remi. "Whatever for? You couldn't have known. Besides, there are some things that just..." Sucking in a breath and letting it out again, he searches for the words to articulate it. "You have to figure them out yourself, you know?"
Fiadh, drawn by the bouncing of her feet, curls forward so she can indeed spy Remi (and blind him from seeing the path ahead). "Yes please, mister!"
"Are you a bit land shark?" she wonders, wiggling her bare toes as the walk and peering out through the Greatwood. "Dada says that they are BIG and that they hide underground and that they have loads of teeth."
Smiling to himself, Ianto shakes his head to Remi. "Whatever for? You couldn't have known. Besides, there are some things that just..." Sucking in a breath and letting it out again, he searches for the words to articulate it. "You have to figure them out yourself, you know?"
Fiadh, drawn by the bouncing of her feet, curls forward so she can indeed spy Remi (and blind him from seeing the path ahead). "Yes please, mister!"
