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madeinwales (madeinwales) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

A pair of very sleepy looking eyes popped open and took a moment or two to focus on the face hovering worriedly over him. Shannon, his tired brain supplied and Ianto's face broke out into a rather dopey looking smile. "Hi," he returned and curled his fingers around hers. "About time you turned up. It's a lot worse than it looks, really. I'll be on my feet tomorrow, just you wait."

At least, he'll be wanting to be on his feet. He'd be well enough, he imagined, that he'd get on everyone's nerves so that they'd throw him out onto his feet. Ianto wasn't a good patient, even when drugged.

Today, though, he accepted that he needed rest. Besides, he liked people (pretty girls) fussing over him. At least for today.