IANTO
"After?" Ianto echoed, unconsciously stepping a fraction away from the other man, as if his growing ire were something physical that the fox was able to pick up on. "Well, in the middle of LongHeat there is a midnight festival. Everyone brings their basket, and a gift that they might put into someone else's. It's a celebration of 'releasing the sun' again." He smiled, folding his arms back across his chest and glancing sidelong at Deimos.
"That festival might best be a way to build bridges with the forest folk," he said, imagining that his frankness would be appreciated over any flowery language. "Make your gift worthy, and attend the festival. Show that there is common ground to be had."
"That festival might best be a way to build bridges with the forest folk," he said, imagining that his frankness would be appreciated over any flowery language. "Make your gift worthy, and attend the festival. Show that there is common ground to be had."
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