Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Scrunching his nose and hissing a curse through his teeth to hear his full name hit the air - touche, Asta, fine - Danta strolls back around the edge of the makeshift table, licking the blood from his fingers even as the rest begins to dry. He'll be caked in rust red stains before long, and he has no intention of trying to clean up more than the bare minimum. He can always wash off in the Glade before they head back to the Dusklight.
With an indulgent smile, the Maverick takes himself away to lean against another broken bit of obsidian, watching Asta finish his work and shrugging his shoulders carelessly. "I just mean that if you enjoy devouring your conquests, and you'd quite like to get your teeth into me..." He grins, not bothering to finish the obvious conclusion: therefore, you must consider me attractive.
"You've got a little something just here," he adds, gesturing to his cheek where the dark red stain sits along Asta's jaw.
With an indulgent smile, the Maverick takes himself away to lean against another broken bit of obsidian, watching Asta finish his work and shrugging his shoulders carelessly. "I just mean that if you enjoy devouring your conquests, and you'd quite like to get your teeth into me..." He grins, not bothering to finish the obvious conclusion: therefore, you must consider me attractive.
"You've got a little something just here," he adds, gesturing to his cheek where the dark red stain sits along Asta's jaw.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
