you made your choice
His grin widens at the prospect of the betting, already cementing it in his mind. He doesn’t care what the bet is, but there’s a more amused part of him that realizes perhaps it needs some extra stakes. “Deal.” He drawls as he inspects the wind chime. His head tilts a little and he feels Danta approach, poking and prodding at the wind chime as he picks it up, fully intending to purchase such a thing.
He turns to Danta with a grin and shrugs a shoulder. “Wage drinks? Or perhaps other things? What do you think, Dantalion, darling?” He murmurs, watching him for a moment to see his reaction before he moves on through the stall to inspect something else.
“I’ve never been to the desert. I imagine it’s nice, though.” Especially for them and their lizard-like qualities of soaking up heat.
He turns to Danta with a grin and shrugs a shoulder. “Wage drinks? Or perhaps other things? What do you think, Dantalion, darling?” He murmurs, watching him for a moment to see his reaction before he moves on through the stall to inspect something else.
“I’ve never been to the desert. I imagine it’s nice, though.” Especially for them and their lizard-like qualities of soaking up heat.
Astaroth
do you regret it yet?
