Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Mmhm. We work together," Danta says, just as willing to keep it vague given that he's not sure Remi knows about his daughter's seedy little guild in the Hanged Man's back rooms. About to respond to the Lullaby and clarify his question, the Ancient is taken aback when the other man suddenly just catches fire, and though his eyes are wide, it's awe rather than fear that bleeds into his expression.
"That's hot," he blurts, the pun not lost on him either based on the fanged grin. Remi is quite correct, at least, the spiderwebs dissolving away into nothing at the touch of his flames, and Danta snags a little of the fire blooming out of the demigod to clumsily manipulate it into frying some more of the silk.
"Mm, saving the Grounds," he clarifies, raising his eyebrows as Remi continues. "I'd have assumed helping people and gaining their adoration would be very much on the heralds' agenda," he remarks. "Especially Safrin."
"That's hot," he blurts, the pun not lost on him either based on the fanged grin. Remi is quite correct, at least, the spiderwebs dissolving away into nothing at the touch of his flames, and Danta snags a little of the fire blooming out of the demigod to clumsily manipulate it into frying some more of the silk.
"Mm, saving the Grounds," he clarifies, raising his eyebrows as Remi continues. "I'd have assumed helping people and gaining their adoration would be very much on the heralds' agenda," he remarks. "Especially Safrin."
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
