Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"A rOoM iS a RoOm," Danta echoes petulantly, unsure whether to plaster on a shit-eating grin or continue to opt for the completely bewildered expression he's currently sporting. At least it doesn't stop him from getting their meal onto the makeshift table, and congratulations to Asta, because the current topic of conversation is interesting enough that the Maverick isn't even interested in exploring the interior of the Spire.
"I am starting to understand so much about you right now," he mumbles, leaning against the pillar opposite the taller Ancient, a bloody hand cupping his chin so he can gaze up at Asta while the other man works. "Mainly all the tension in those shoulders. Don't get me wrong, if people don't do it for you in that way, I'm not going to yuck your yum. Or... lack thereof. I'm just surprised, I suppose."
"I am starting to understand so much about you right now," he mumbles, leaning against the pillar opposite the taller Ancient, a bloody hand cupping his chin so he can gaze up at Asta while the other man works. "Mainly all the tension in those shoulders. Don't get me wrong, if people don't do it for you in that way, I'm not going to yuck your yum. Or... lack thereof. I'm just surprised, I suppose."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
