Ianto
Ianto smiled a knowing smile - they both knew that he'd been the only 'weird guy' to come strolling into the Sidhe Village in longer than most could remember, but that didn't change how comparably common it was now. Arching an eyebrow as Jiao lowered her voice, the fox craned a touch closer so it was easier for her to share the information. And as she spoke, his expression turned almost sweet.
"That's good to hear," he said with an enouraging nod. "You cut a boy's hair, you say? Jiao, my dear - is there no end to your skills?" He laughed softly, teasing at a lock of coppery hair as he heard out her estimations. "Then I will try on the cravat at the same time as I come for a fitting for the waistcoat, if that's alright with you. And I will do my best not to get fat between now and then. Deal?"
"That's good to hear," he said with an enouraging nod. "You cut a boy's hair, you say? Jiao, my dear - is there no end to your skills?" He laughed softly, teasing at a lock of coppery hair as he heard out her estimations. "Then I will try on the cravat at the same time as I come for a fitting for the waistcoat, if that's alright with you. And I will do my best not to get fat between now and then. Deal?"
