Ianto quirked an eyebrow at the man who answered the door. In his experience slaves were either dressed nicely as to reflect their masters or in degrading clothing or nothing at all to show that they were just property. He had never come across one so casually dressed before. Or a slave who greeted people the way this person did.
"Yes, I'm looking for a...Master DeWitt?" The Welshman said, glancing down at the name he had written down to make sure he got it right. "My master sent me to have an amulet made for him"