you made your choice
“As you should be.” Astaroth smirks, settling back on his heels as the cane settles for the moment. And what a brief moment it is, given that he starts gesturing a few moments after and he can nearly see the way Danta watches the way it moves, as if half expecting it to take him out at the shins. He’d thought about it, truthfully, but he decides against it.
Especially because he might not have gotten such a sentimental response back. “Thank the gods.” He drawls as equally dramatic as Dantalion had been just before, shifting the cane to the other hand as he starts to resume his place as Danta’s taller shadow. “Mm, we shall.” He’s content to linger after the other man, letting him guide the path into the gathering for the tournament.
- FIN <333
Especially because he might not have gotten such a sentimental response back. “Thank the gods.” He drawls as equally dramatic as Dantalion had been just before, shifting the cane to the other hand as he starts to resume his place as Danta’s taller shadow. “Mm, we shall.” He’s content to linger after the other man, letting him guide the path into the gathering for the tournament.
- FIN <333
Astaroth
do you regret it yet?
