in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Whatever thoughts might flutter through the butcher's mind, whatever realisations or considerations he might make, Danta can only feel grateful for the simple acceptance in the other man's voice, and he hums his thanks into the crook of Astaroth's neck as he's scooped into his arms. "That sounds good," he mumbles of the antler shed, his head lolling against his shoulder as they start to walk, the Maverick's blue eyes watching but barely seeing the trail ahead.
Were it not for Asta being there it's likely that Danta would have fallen asleep out in the snow (dangerous) or perhaps sought out further blood and pleasure from the performers' settlement nearby (arguably even more dangerous). And so it's with his tail flicking contently that he settles into the rhythm of the butcher's steps, blinking back to himself only as the crown of antlers is dropped into his lap.
"Looks like we took down one hell of a stag this time," he says softly, dark amusement lacing through his tone as he admires the sharp tines with bloody fingers. And as far as the rest of the Dusklight knows, they really have. Only once they emerge along the other side of the Domiciles does the Maverick seem himself enough to halt Asta that he might step back down onto his own two feet.
"Let's make sure we're seen with this before we get anywhere near the Last Whisper," he suggests, nodding at a couple of people walking up ahead.
Were it not for Asta being there it's likely that Danta would have fallen asleep out in the snow (dangerous) or perhaps sought out further blood and pleasure from the performers' settlement nearby (arguably even more dangerous). And so it's with his tail flicking contently that he settles into the rhythm of the butcher's steps, blinking back to himself only as the crown of antlers is dropped into his lap.
"Looks like we took down one hell of a stag this time," he says softly, dark amusement lacing through his tone as he admires the sharp tines with bloody fingers. And as far as the rest of the Dusklight knows, they really have. Only once they emerge along the other side of the Domiciles does the Maverick seem himself enough to halt Asta that he might step back down onto his own two feet.
"Let's make sure we're seen with this before we get anywhere near the Last Whisper," he suggests, nodding at a couple of people walking up ahead.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
