Ianto
"A garden? Are you sure? That doesn't sound like Northaven at all." Ianto snorted softly and glanced down at Remi, only to notice that his furry companion had halted a few steps back. The fox slowed down to wait for him, arching an eyebrow and seeming a little bemused - at least until Remi explained. And when he did, he could only smile in return. "You don't have to apologise," he assured him softly. "I mean... it's a shame, yeah, that I have to be so well behaved around you now. But I'm sure I'll break that awkward shell of yours again one day." He winked.
As for the us, Ianto furrowed his brow. "Well, at the time things were... you were very much in love with Loren," he explained as delicately as he was able. "I was a... a friend, shall we say, with benefits. I fell off your roof trying to rob you, for cryin' out loud. It's how we met." He laughed.
As for the us, Ianto furrowed his brow. "Well, at the time things were... you were very much in love with Loren," he explained as delicately as he was able. "I was a... a friend, shall we say, with benefits. I fell off your roof trying to rob you, for cryin' out loud. It's how we met." He laughed.
