It wasn't that TJ didn't have questions. She did. She could have sat there and asked a lot of questions, but it seemed like Ianto hadn't wanted to answer them, or elaborate on what he'd already said, so she'd gone with her supportive nod and smile routine instead. She was trying to make friends and forcing them to relieve a painful past didn't seem like the best way to do it.
Thanks, John.
She lifts a shoulder in solidarity when Ianto looks at her, but the truth is... she's curious. "I've read the Bible and, not that I'd call it fiction, you know, necessarily." She doesn't want to offend in case either man is particularly religious. "I just. Wasn't sure that the things mentioned inside were still." Looking at John for help, she finishes lamely. "Real."
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Thanks, John.
She lifts a shoulder in solidarity when Ianto looks at her, but the truth is... she's curious. "I've read the Bible and, not that I'd call it fiction, you know, necessarily." She doesn't want to offend in case either man is particularly religious. "I just. Wasn't sure that the things mentioned inside were still." Looking at John for help, she finishes lamely. "Real."