tell me what you need

// there's shadows on the walls //

And thus is the downside of having known Asta for so long, and for the majority of that time under not-so-great circumstances. Danta knows his tells, especially concerning his temper, and it causes the Maverick to bristle even before the other man says anything, his spine straightening and shoulders setting quite without his permission.

"A few days," he says quietly. "Same crow that has been lurking around the Inner Quarter for ages, except this time..." He shrugs and gestures to his temple, as if to indicate the companion bond. "I've never had anything like it before. I wanted to understand it before I told you, given what she was."

Because they both know if Moira was a lava wyrm or a rabbit or a lizard that Danta would have thrust her upon Asta likely without any warning. "I didn't realise I wasn't allowed to do that."

Dantalion

// of moments far too troubling to recall //