I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
"Mm, I think if it were Ianto then we'd only receive one letter to the both of us," Ronin reasons, leaving Remi's envelope on the table for him to stare at and burn open in his own time. He debates cromching on some bacon before having to deal with the inevitable, before sighing and going ahead to open his letter.
Blue eyes skim it, Ronin's expression growing thoughtful and then flat, before he sets the parchment down and grabs a couple of rashers of bacon to chew on. "It's from Darkeye," he says around his food, slouching in his seat. "Offering apologies, peace, and so on." And the fact that he hasn't jumped on the opportunity to seize that chance pretty much says it all.
Blue eyes skim it, Ronin's expression growing thoughtful and then flat, before he sets the parchment down and grabs a couple of rashers of bacon to chew on. "It's from Darkeye," he says around his food, slouching in his seat. "Offering apologies, peace, and so on." And the fact that he hasn't jumped on the opportunity to seize that chance pretty much says it all.
RONIN
