it's not what it looks like
The sudden flourish of a weapon - though what the fuck kind of weapon it was Ianto had no clue - had the fox raising his hands as if to placate the suddenly volatile man. He swallowed hard, letting out a breathless chuckle as the gun was slowly lowered, though his approach was markedly less carefree now than it had been. "Ah, you came from within the barrier," he said, chastising himself internally - obviously he had. Ianto hadn't seen anyone but fae since his arrival, until the barrier fell.
"Coffee? That's cute," he said, a smirk flickering on his face, though he arched an eyebrow at the unfamiliar names. Not knowing that Adam wasn't originally from Caido, he shook his head gently and itched at the stubble on his chin. "I've not heard of those places, sorry friend. But then this world is huge. I'm sure there are maps in the village - they might show you the way."
"Coffee? That's cute," he said, a smirk flickering on his face, though he arched an eyebrow at the unfamiliar names. Not knowing that Adam wasn't originally from Caido, he shook his head gently and itched at the stubble on his chin. "I've not heard of those places, sorry friend. But then this world is huge. I'm sure there are maps in the village - they might show you the way."
