Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Nodding his head as if to say there you go, evidently there is something that Maea and Danta have in common, even if it's just experiencing a shitty time and only having one person with whom to share that burden. (He knows, he knows - it's niche). And he simultaneously wants to stop talking but also finds himself incapable, having the plethora of wine and rum to help with that.
"No, not really," he mutters. "More like when people release wild animals into a fighting pit." Sighing and peering into his glass suddenly only to find it mysteriously empty, Danta shifts to sit up and get himself a refill. "Horrific," he confirms, easily enough. "She kept me starved, so I'd always be on the verge of losing it. And so when I got the chance to get my teeth on something - or someone - well, it hardly mattered to me."
It was just food, at the end of the day. Doesn't matter if it wore shoes.
"No, not really," he mutters. "More like when people release wild animals into a fighting pit." Sighing and peering into his glass suddenly only to find it mysteriously empty, Danta shifts to sit up and get himself a refill. "Horrific," he confirms, easily enough. "She kept me starved, so I'd always be on the verge of losing it. And so when I got the chance to get my teeth on something - or someone - well, it hardly mattered to me."
It was just food, at the end of the day. Doesn't matter if it wore shoes.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
