Ianto
"Samples, huh," Ianto echoed with a sly smile, shaking his head. From one liar to another, he supposed he could indulge the alchemist. But as he spoke about just what he was looking for - and how he knew to get a Whisperfish was beyond Ianto - the fox seemed to tense somewhat.
"Aye," he said. "I know them. They gather in the river around the Sidhe Village and tell stories. I could get you one," he offered. Because of all the people in the Hollowed Grounds, he wouldn't risk the winged folk's wrath for bringing Remi into their midst. They didn't trust outsiders, and their temperament could be as brutal as it was ethereal.
"Aye," he said. "I know them. They gather in the river around the Sidhe Village and tell stories. I could get you one," he offered. Because of all the people in the Hollowed Grounds, he wouldn't risk the winged folk's wrath for bringing Remi into their midst. They didn't trust outsiders, and their temperament could be as brutal as it was ethereal.
