Jun 24, 2008 13:11
The bar always seems to appear when Ianto needs a breather.
The demands of work (and Jack) have been somewhat easier the last few days, and most of the bruising on his face has faded--though keen eyes will see traces on his face and forehead and the faint scar on his neck. He's not walking so stiffly as he was right after the incident, too.
(And he won't be eating veal again anytime soon.)
Nonetheless, Ianto's grateful to come through the archives door and end up in Milliways, and so he gets a cup of coffee and takes a booth to slowly drink it and watch the clientèle.
michaelangelo,
ianto jones