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[likesthecoat]

As Ianto predicted, no one notices when the tall man steps out of a coffee shop with a tiny pregnant woman on his arm.

Teyla may notice the cold, though.

"My car's not far," Ianto says.

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[childofathos]

She does smile a little at that. "I would very much like to see the city, if you do not have something else you need to be doing."

[likesthecoat]

"Nothing I can't use to bar to catch up on--unless I get called in." He hangs the tea towel over the edge of the sink. "That, I can't predict."

[childofathos]

"That seems to be something of a constant," Teyla says, untying the towel from around her waist.

[likesthecoat]

"Constantly unpredictable," Ianto says with a laugh. "There's an oxymoron.

"Let's see if I don't have a hoodie or something you could wear. It's cold out."

He opens a drawer in his bureau, and pulls out a blue zipped sweatshirt. "This might fit, if you zip from the top."

[childofathos]

"Thank you," Teyla says, pulling on the sweatshirt. She does manage to get it zipped up properly. It probably helps that she was very small before her current condition.

[likesthecoat]

"You're welcome." He puts his jacket and coat back on and holds out his arm to her.


[ooc: Can we wrap this one? I can't hack another let's tour Cardiff thread.]

[childofathos]

Before Teyla takes his arm, she places her hands on his shoulders and leans her forehead towards his, waiting a moment for him to return the gesture before saying, "Thank you for this."


[ooc: Sure thing.]

[likesthecoat]

"You're welcome," he says softly, his eyes closing a moment, and then he leads her out of the flat.

[childofathos]

[ooc: D'awwww. *hugs him*]