Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Cool blue eyes flick over his shoulder, once, twice perhaps, as he notes the movement prowling in his vicinity. A kindred spirit - he can tell that by the subtle yet predatory air to her gestures - but not one to treat with suspicion. Especially not here, in this hallowed chamber. He isn't surprised, then, when Neoma appears at his side, though those same eyes do widen a fraction to see her adding to his offering, before a smile begins to curl at cupid's bow lips.
"For our mother," he utters, his voice rumbling off the black and cavernous walls. Offering his new companion a gracious nod, he uses the sleeve of his coat (a ruddy red thing reminiscent of the scoundrels in Torchline) to stem the flow of blood to the back of his hand. "Are you newly awoken?"
"For our mother," he utters, his voice rumbling off the black and cavernous walls. Offering his new companion a gracious nod, he uses the sleeve of his coat (a ruddy red thing reminiscent of the scoundrels in Torchline) to stem the flow of blood to the back of his hand. "Are you newly awoken?"
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
