it's not what it looks like
"Then I'll just have to make sure to visit more often, for your kindness." Ianto winked, glancing from Delah to her squadron and back and seeming unperturbed by the melodic language they spoke - in fact, if Roana didn't know better, she'd likely think he understood it perfectly. Offering a pleasant wave as the winged folk disappeared back into the dense woodland (his free hand was still wrapped around the captain's), he waited until they were enough of a disance away before letting out a long, relieved sigh.
"Sorry about that," he said, releasing her instantly and offering a quietly respectful bow to her, now. "Wasn't my intention to try and insult you, Captain. Just didn't want you to... yeah. Uh... follow me, okay?"
Looking her over as if to check that she was able to properly walk, Ianto turned on heel and promptly... shifted into a fluffy red fox. The only thing still present from his human form was the leather collar about his neck, but there was a lot of ground to cover and he didn't feel comfortable without his animal senses to get them there safely. Without further ado, he trotted off into the trees.
"Sorry about that," he said, releasing her instantly and offering a quietly respectful bow to her, now. "Wasn't my intention to try and insult you, Captain. Just didn't want you to... yeah. Uh... follow me, okay?"
Looking her over as if to check that she was able to properly walk, Ianto turned on heel and promptly... shifted into a fluffy red fox. The only thing still present from his human form was the leather collar about his neck, but there was a lot of ground to cover and he didn't feel comfortable without his animal senses to get them there safely. Without further ado, he trotted off into the trees.
