Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"...Huh." It makes sense now that Maea lays it all out like that - Temple, shrine, worshipping and all that. "I'm sure I'll be able to trickle a few well placed words into his ear, in that case." Not that he expects it to be difficult - their current shrine is at the Black fucking Lake, so... you know. Anything has to be more hospitable than that, right?
Accepting the glasses as they are set down before them - and snapping his fingers and pointing at the front doors, which prompts the crow to soar outside the next time they open - Danta spends a moment pouring them a measure of rum over ice. "Home?" He repeats with a raise of his eyebrows, though the mischief in his expression tells that he's clearly pleased.
"Never expected you to think of this place like that," he admits, before smoothly knocking back the drink. "Torchline does make very good rum," he hums, toasting her selection even if it's with an empty glass.
Accepting the glasses as they are set down before them - and snapping his fingers and pointing at the front doors, which prompts the crow to soar outside the next time they open - Danta spends a moment pouring them a measure of rum over ice. "Home?" He repeats with a raise of his eyebrows, though the mischief in his expression tells that he's clearly pleased.
"Never expected you to think of this place like that," he admits, before smoothly knocking back the drink. "Torchline does make very good rum," he hums, toasting her selection even if it's with an empty glass.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
