in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"East, actually," Danta corrects with an equally as sharp smile to Asta. "But Torchline is to the south. Forgive Asta, he's very old." Patting the other man's shoulder in consolation, luckily enough, the Maverick is soon very distracted by Charlie's dip into the lava pools, his head tilting as if he might be able to get a look even further up her dress if he tries hard enough.
"The skyships will take us down to Torchline from here," he agrees, trailing over to the lava pools as well to enjoy the heat rippling from them if nothing else. "You can pick up whatever you think you might need, and then we can head home." And gods, he must like it in the Grounds, to voluntarily go back to the region's snowy expanse from the islands' tropical shores.
"How does that sound?"
"The skyships will take us down to Torchline from here," he agrees, trailing over to the lava pools as well to enjoy the heat rippling from them if nothing else. "You can pick up whatever you think you might need, and then we can head home." And gods, he must like it in the Grounds, to voluntarily go back to the region's snowy expanse from the islands' tropical shores.
"How does that sound?"
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
