Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Tipping Maea a wink as she drains her wine - he's still drinking, so he can't verbally attagirl - Danta sets down his glass and relaxes, content to let the reds and golds of the Dusklight start to shimmer pleasantly around him. "Well that is very sweet of you to say," he tells her with a catlike smile, because right now in the bustle of the bar and with company and drinks, there really doesn't seem to be anything to worry about in the world.
"Oh, that they would," he agrees darkly, and not just because of Maea's implication - presumably because Danta would not be the only person looking for a fight if any of his old ghosts came back to haunt him. "In the meantime, though, every day is a day I'm not doing that, so everything else seems very easy." He hasn't meant to make a full loop of the conversation, but there it is, the crux of Danta's carefree chaos.
"Oh, that they would," he agrees darkly, and not just because of Maea's implication - presumably because Danta would not be the only person looking for a fight if any of his old ghosts came back to haunt him. "In the meantime, though, every day is a day I'm not doing that, so everything else seems very easy." He hasn't meant to make a full loop of the conversation, but there it is, the crux of Danta's carefree chaos.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
