IANTO
Unable to help himself, Ianto snorted a laugh and raised his eyebrows at the danger noodle wiggling in his grasp. "I dunno," he said. "You're hardly built like a brick wall, friend. Though you're a lot cuter as a snake, if I might say so." Scrunching his nose as the little forked tongue hissed out, he resisted the urge to reach out and tickle the snake under the chin.
Instead, growing markedly thoughtful as the other man continued, Ianto carefully draped the snake back around his shoulders, planning on discouraging any future adventures into his shirt. "Back to the coast," he repeated, closing his eyes and remembering the distant roar of the ocean in his ears. "That does sound good," he agreed. "But I can't, I'm afraid. I'm bound to the woods." To Arduinna, more like.
Instead, growing markedly thoughtful as the other man continued, Ianto carefully draped the snake back around his shoulders, planning on discouraging any future adventures into his shirt. "Back to the coast," he repeated, closing his eyes and remembering the distant roar of the ocean in his ears. "That does sound good," he agreed. "But I can't, I'm afraid. I'm bound to the woods." To Arduinna, more like.
where are your gods now
