“First thing’s first:” he began, reaching into a locked drawer that required a thumb print to open. “how do you spell your name?”
Ianto blinked. “Erm ... I – A – N – T – O.” he enunciated.
“Okay ... why the hell is your name on my pendant?” he asked, thrusting a chain in Ianto's direction, looking a little angry, but Ianto knew he was probably more frightened of what he didn’t – or, perhaps, didn’t any longer – understand.
^ That bit up there was probably my most favorite part! It's just like Jack to get worried or upset that he can't remember Great job again!
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Date: 2009-11-29 05:03 pm (UTC)required a thumb print to open. “how do you spell your name?”
Ianto blinked. “Erm ... I – A – N – T – O.” he enunciated.
“Okay ... why the hell is your name on my pendant?” he asked,
thrusting a chain in Ianto's direction, looking a little angry,
but Ianto knew he was probably more frightened of what he didn’t
– or, perhaps, didn’t any longer – understand.
^ That bit up there was probably my most favorite part! It's just
like Jack to get worried or upset that he can't remember
Great job again!