it's not what it looks like
"Ah, sorry. I'm used to it just being me." Ianto apologised as Roana choked on the wine in the waterskin, smiling weakly and rubbing at the back of his head. "I'd be honoured to have Captain Steadman escortin' my humble wares throughout the Greatwood," he said, chuckling at her comment about her references. "Your reputation precedes you, I assure you of that."
He knew better than to pry further about her children or the rest of her family - if nothing else Roana had come across as very military indeed, and Ianto would not try to break that shell when it kept her safe from her emotions. "Hm...? Yes, I was here for Long Night. I stayed in my wagon and read," he told her, sounding bemused, only for all colour to drain from his face as she explained the realities of Long Night inside the Hollowed Grounds.
"That sounds horrible," he said softly, before recovering enough to think on her questions. "There is not much I can say, because they still do not trust me with very much," he murmured. "But... the Greatwood is home to a winged race called the Fae - that is Delah and her people. They live in a village in the thick of the woods, and another tribe is set up along a river near here called the Stonesong. But beware - unless you know the paths through the woods, the forest will just turn you around and you'll end up back where you came."
He knew better than to pry further about her children or the rest of her family - if nothing else Roana had come across as very military indeed, and Ianto would not try to break that shell when it kept her safe from her emotions. "Hm...? Yes, I was here for Long Night. I stayed in my wagon and read," he told her, sounding bemused, only for all colour to drain from his face as she explained the realities of Long Night inside the Hollowed Grounds.
"That sounds horrible," he said softly, before recovering enough to think on her questions. "There is not much I can say, because they still do not trust me with very much," he murmured. "But... the Greatwood is home to a winged race called the Fae - that is Delah and her people. They live in a village in the thick of the woods, and another tribe is set up along a river near here called the Stonesong. But beware - unless you know the paths through the woods, the forest will just turn you around and you'll end up back where you came."
