// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
The words only alleviate his frustration a fraction of what it should otherwise do, and he leans slightly into the pressure offered, blood spilling between Danta’s fingers as it begins to slow a small amount but not quite enough to be noticeable initially. His jaw works and he huffs out a curse, shaking his head.
Dark eyes focus on the other man and he reaches up with a shaky hand to cover Danta’s at his chest, the blood hot and slick. “I will. Eventually.” Comes the dark vow before he sighs. “I am just not in a good mind space right now.” He offers as if it isn’t obvious enough — but Danta’s never quite seen this side of him, not unlike the shift that the Maverick had in Torchline that long ago, just more self-destructive than anything else.
He isn’t used to talking this much in his state, but it’s clear it’s more autopilot than anything else.
Dark eyes focus on the other man and he reaches up with a shaky hand to cover Danta’s at his chest, the blood hot and slick. “I will. Eventually.” Comes the dark vow before he sighs. “I am just not in a good mind space right now.” He offers as if it isn’t obvious enough — but Danta’s never quite seen this side of him, not unlike the shift that the Maverick had in Torchline that long ago, just more self-destructive than anything else.
He isn’t used to talking this much in his state, but it’s clear it’s more autopilot than anything else.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
