"At this point, I'm really not certain. There isn't much here that I'd want to take with tea. Just .. those are the worst. They taste a bit like chocolate cardboard and paste. With lots of sugar." Ianto Jones, rescuing damsels from bad biscuits. It took him a moment to eye the snacks before he reached for a packet. Something more specialty than the rest, that was for certain.
"Here, these, I think. Providing you're alright with raspberries." She really was green. Ianto blinked a little but held his composure and met her eyes rather than staring at her skin. The rest of her features were rather pleasant, if a bit sharp.
He had a sneaking suspicion that her wit and tongue were sharp, too, judging by her expression.