// you've got a passion in those eyes //
"Wouldn't most things?" Danta drawls, nosing into the other man's hair and narrowly avoiding being impaled by his horns, huffing out a sigh and furrowing his brow as he gazes into the flames, pushing his bare toes into the embers and ashes without much thinking about it. "Until then, though, probably best to take it easy." It's as close to don't fuck around and make me worry about you as Asta is ever going to get, and even that much is an enormous step in a direction Danta's never walked.
"I don't think I ever had that," he adds conversationally - bloodbane, he means. "I could heal myself though, if I needed." But now that they're out from under the yoke of others, who knows what the future might hold?
Glancing up as the kettle begins to whistle, it's with a touch of reluctance that Danta moves away to lift it down, nudging the box towards Asta so he might play with his tea set while the Maverick brews the tea and spikes it accordingly.
"I don't think I ever had that," he adds conversationally - bloodbane, he means. "I could heal myself though, if I needed." But now that they're out from under the yoke of others, who knows what the future might hold?
Glancing up as the kettle begins to whistle, it's with a touch of reluctance that Danta moves away to lift it down, nudging the box towards Asta so he might play with his tea set while the Maverick brews the tea and spikes it accordingly.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
