[Or call it a deliberate effort to swing the conversation this way. Whichever it may be, Prior's hands are raised in a play of surprise, and when Ianto asks the question he presses one to his chest.]
There can't be two like that. So you two live together? Well, don't some people just have all the luck. A girl could turn positively green.
[Every italic is fully audible, Prior's personality pitched up at least two octaves from its usual level both (hopefully) making it clear the comments are somewhat tongue-in-cheek and hiding the part where
Well. Some people do have all the luck. And others lose everything and are expected to keep on walking around like their insides aren't shot full of holes.
And yes yes - there are nuances. Prior knows how much John's lost in his life, through an unasked for blue streak of revelation. For all he knows, Ianto's lost just as much (even if he looks barely fifteen, for gods sakes, fifteen-year-olds can face losses too). But allow him the selfish thoughts, he's lost the two people he's been closest to for the last year within the space of a month and is feeling... lonely and scared. Cast adrift again.
But: distractions. Like the part where Ianto watches John do his hair. That has to be a positive sign?]
My roommate talks in his sleep. He does impressions. It's like sharing a college dorm room with a runner up from Star Search.
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[Or call it a deliberate effort to swing the conversation this way. Whichever it may be, Prior's hands are raised in a play of surprise, and when Ianto asks the question he presses one to his chest.]
There can't be two like that. So you two live together? Well, don't some people just have all the luck. A girl could turn positively green.
[Every italic is fully audible, Prior's personality pitched up at least two octaves from its usual level both (hopefully) making it clear the comments are somewhat tongue-in-cheek and hiding the part where
Well. Some people do have all the luck. And others lose everything and are expected to keep on walking around like their insides aren't shot full of holes.
And yes yes - there are nuances. Prior knows how much John's lost in his life, through an unasked for blue streak of revelation. For all he knows, Ianto's lost just as much (even if he looks barely fifteen, for gods sakes, fifteen-year-olds can face losses too). But allow him the selfish thoughts, he's lost the two people he's been closest to for the last year within the space of a month and is feeling... lonely and scared. Cast adrift again.
But: distractions. Like the part where Ianto watches John do his hair. That has to be a positive sign?]
My roommate talks in his sleep. He does impressions. It's like sharing a college dorm room with a runner up from Star Search.