you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Yes, I am full aware of that fact," Danta drawls; even now that his fellow Ancient is here and (for all intents and purposes) put together, the Maverick knows well the sort of carnage that Astaroth can leave in his wake. It's something - loathe to admit it as he might be - that he greatly admires about the other man. Ahem, but anyway.
"Good. I was hoping you would say as much." With a smile that, while nowhere near as disconcerting (or permanent) as his companion's, still manages to be sharp and suitably ravenous, he turns to lead them towards the steps down into the shady boulevard. And even before they reach the last step, the echo of rowdy voices is very much apparent.
They haven't targeted the Dusklight, because even they aren't that foolish, but there are a few other establishments that seem put out by the presence of a bunch of rough and ready pirates sailors. "If you would be so kind," Danta murmurs to Asta, examining his nails.
"Good. I was hoping you would say as much." With a smile that, while nowhere near as disconcerting (or permanent) as his companion's, still manages to be sharp and suitably ravenous, he turns to lead them towards the steps down into the shady boulevard. And even before they reach the last step, the echo of rowdy voices is very much apparent.
They haven't targeted the Dusklight, because even they aren't that foolish, but there are a few other establishments that seem put out by the presence of a bunch of rough and ready pirates sailors. "If you would be so kind," Danta murmurs to Asta, examining his nails.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
