// there's shadows on the walls //
"Leave it," Danta says softly, shaking his head at the glass and standing aside to beckon Asta into the room. "I'll get one of the staff to come up and clean. Besides, you look like you need something stronger." So saying, the Maverick crosses his room (the curtains are pointedly closed) to fetch a couple of glasses and the rest of a bottle of some very fine rum from Torchline.
"And it wasn't your fault, it was mine." Sighing as he pours the rum, he offers one of the glasses out to the butcher. "I recently acquired a companion. You can well imagine what shape she takes - you just met her. I did mean to break the news to you though, rather than having you just see her like that. So I'm the one who's sorry."
"And it wasn't your fault, it was mine." Sighing as he pours the rum, he offers one of the glasses out to the butcher. "I recently acquired a companion. You can well imagine what shape she takes - you just met her. I did mean to break the news to you though, rather than having you just see her like that. So I'm the one who's sorry."
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
