Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Let it be said that this time around, Maea chooses her timing impeccably. Having just created something to both better the Hollowed Grounds and also to honour his goddess, not to mention having been fucked by a gorgeous Dygra priestess in the last few minutes alone, Danta is about as easygoing as he's ever going to be.
Still bundled up as he strolls at her side, it doesn't take much to notice that one of his buttons is done up wrong and his hair is a desperate mess that isn't at all caused by the snow and the wind, and as she apologises, of all things, he blinks down at her in mild surprise. "And here I assumed you were planning to shout at me again," he says with a smirk curling across his lips beneath his scarf. "I'm very pleased to be wrong."
One might have expected an apology in turn - and maybe there might still be one, but not right now. "Are we meant to shake hands or something?"
Still bundled up as he strolls at her side, it doesn't take much to notice that one of his buttons is done up wrong and his hair is a desperate mess that isn't at all caused by the snow and the wind, and as she apologises, of all things, he blinks down at her in mild surprise. "And here I assumed you were planning to shout at me again," he says with a smirk curling across his lips beneath his scarf. "I'm very pleased to be wrong."
One might have expected an apology in turn - and maybe there might still be one, but not right now. "Are we meant to shake hands or something?"
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
