/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,
and as i kneel here now,
He sees just how much his words don’t comfort her, but he knows it isn’t really his position to comfort the thoughts running through her head. If she had seen the Ancients back then, she certainly would hate where they came from. But Asta doesn’t intend to tell her all about that either, not with her reaction on this.
“Don’t stress yourself out, dear.” He starts to say, shifting a little where he sits, his tail flicking idly like a lounging cat. “Most people aren’t inclined to ask such questions. And if they are, they don’t typically delve further.” People are selfish creatures, after all, and most conversations he’s found always have a point to make.
Which brings him zeroing in on her last question and his smile curls a bit more toothy — pure entertainment in the face of her direness. “Why should you? The only ones who might harbor the potential of it should only be Danta or I.” He drawls with a low chuckle. “It appears to me as though you worry too much.”
“Don’t stress yourself out, dear.” He starts to say, shifting a little where he sits, his tail flicking idly like a lounging cat. “Most people aren’t inclined to ask such questions. And if they are, they don’t typically delve further.” People are selfish creatures, after all, and most conversations he’s found always have a point to make.
Which brings him zeroing in on her last question and his smile curls a bit more toothy — pure entertainment in the face of her direness. “Why should you? The only ones who might harbor the potential of it should only be Danta or I.” He drawls with a low chuckle. “It appears to me as though you worry too much.”
Astaroth
hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///
