I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
It doesn't help - not the fury that is still burning low in Danta's gut, anyway - but he does offer the butcher a squeeze of his fingers in return. "As you should," he grumbles, of Asta stewing on his stupidity on the way to Haulani. And while he's all riled up with nowhere to go, at the very least the Maverick is able to keep it to himself enough to relax against the side of the cart, tilting his head against the other man's and scowling out towards the front of the cart.
"You'd have followed me," he says softly, an arm snaking around Asta's shoulders as he lets out a deep sigh and starts to accustom to the swaying motion of the crate. "Now try and get some rest. I'll wake you when the cart stops." As for Danta, he'll be busy spying on their surroundings and periodically checking the still open wounds on Asta's arm and collarbone.
"You'd have followed me," he says softly, an arm snaking around Asta's shoulders as he lets out a deep sigh and starts to accustom to the swaying motion of the crate. "Now try and get some rest. I'll wake you when the cart stops." As for Danta, he'll be busy spying on their surroundings and periodically checking the still open wounds on Asta's arm and collarbone.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
