/// sorry, but you just got in my way
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
He focuses on the Maverick as his words rake across him, watching in real time as Dantalion grows speechless, something he’d never quite expected to see from the blonde Ancient. And yet, here they were, perhaps a mutual understanding of what had occurred in the Climb back then and how perhaps it has no hold on what they do now.
No, now, Dantalion rules a region and Astaroth is his attack dog. Perhaps one of the reasons Morax had wanted to keep them separate, had held a hand in both Asta’s keepers pocket to keep them pinned against one another. It’s hard to say.
He does step back, though, tightening the jacket a fraction as they start to walk again, a small snort leaving him as civilization comes toward them and Asta’s panic and anxiety eases with each and every passing step. “You'll get it back. It's a bit small for my tastes.” He lightly jests, inspecting the sleeve that seems to waft in the wind (he hasn’t put it on, imagining he was more likely to break it or look like an overstuffed sausage within the confines of Danta’s jacket).
No, now, Dantalion rules a region and Astaroth is his attack dog. Perhaps one of the reasons Morax had wanted to keep them separate, had held a hand in both Asta’s keepers pocket to keep them pinned against one another. It’s hard to say.
He does step back, though, tightening the jacket a fraction as they start to walk again, a small snort leaving him as civilization comes toward them and Asta’s panic and anxiety eases with each and every passing step. “You'll get it back. It's a bit small for my tastes.” He lightly jests, inspecting the sleeve that seems to waft in the wind (he hasn’t put it on, imagining he was more likely to break it or look like an overstuffed sausage within the confines of Danta’s jacket).
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
