[Ianto reaches out to take her hand as she offers it to him, offering her the flicker of a smile in return. He can't help but be polite in the face of proper manners, they're all but programmed into his blood at this point.]
Ianto Jones. [Why yes, unlike the rest of this bunch, he's just as Welsh as the accent would suggest. The rest of her words give him pause, though, and as he moves to step back he frowns as he attempts to process the lot of it.]
I'm sorry -- did you say... Do you mean to say that they actually shot down ships full of refugees? [Does he sound alarmed? Because he definitely is. Given all the brochures and the orientations they had established for Ianto's group of arrivals, that is hardly the same IKEA welcome he had received.]
that's okay!! c: i'm slow and steady myself you are fine
Ianto Jones. [Why yes, unlike the rest of this bunch, he's just as Welsh as the accent would suggest. The rest of her words give him pause, though, and as he moves to step back he frowns as he attempts to process the lot of it.]
I'm sorry -- did you say... Do you mean to say that they actually shot down ships full of refugees? [Does he sound alarmed? Because he definitely is. Given all the brochures and the orientations they had established for Ianto's group of arrivals, that is hardly the same IKEA welcome he had received.]