in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"Well at least that's one mystery cleared up," Danta says, both glad and not to have Asta confirm it. (Not that he dislikes his home region, but knowing that he wasn't missing out on anything is nice). He almost follows up, too, with a what was it like?, but he doesn't want to come across too chummy, and also enough people have asked him about his life before the Big Sleep that he knows it's occasionally a sore point.
Grabbing up a rag to wipe at the countertop while they continue to chat and Asta drinks, the pride does seem to roll off the Maverick as he breaches the subject of the Inner Quarter's big ol' bonfire. "Be sure to take a look before you go," he drawls, the implication being, of course, that this is just a visit, because why the fuck would the other man want to stick around?
"I did, yes. Deepfrost here can be pretty brutal, so I petitioned Dygra for help with it. No fuel needed - it never goes out." And it's huge. And warm. What's not to like?
Grabbing up a rag to wipe at the countertop while they continue to chat and Asta drinks, the pride does seem to roll off the Maverick as he breaches the subject of the Inner Quarter's big ol' bonfire. "Be sure to take a look before you go," he drawls, the implication being, of course, that this is just a visit, because why the fuck would the other man want to stick around?
"I did, yes. Deepfrost here can be pretty brutal, so I petitioned Dygra for help with it. No fuel needed - it never goes out." And it's huge. And warm. What's not to like?
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
