// there's shadows on the walls //
"Pretty sure Isla used to run the Infirmary back here. Hopefully the people left behind share some of her knowledge," Danta murmurs, brow furrowing as he considers what to do for the here and now. Alas, aside from kicking Asta into his own room - or having one of them sleep on the couch - there's nothing for it, seemingly, other than staying awake. (Call him getting soft, but he's not keen to force the other man away given how tightly he's nestled into him).
Raising his eyebrows gently and glancing down at Asta enough that he might see his face a little, Danta feels as though he's belatedly putting two and two together. "This was a common occurrence?" he murmurs. "That... explains a lot of things." More than he'll say out loud to spare them both the awkward conversation. Instead, with a frown he nuzzles back against the other man, letting out a heavy sigh.
"A bedtime muzzle? Kinky." His smirk is tired, but at least he's still able to bring levity to the situation. "Or you'll just have to be little spoon forever."
Raising his eyebrows gently and glancing down at Asta enough that he might see his face a little, Danta feels as though he's belatedly putting two and two together. "This was a common occurrence?" he murmurs. "That... explains a lot of things." More than he'll say out loud to spare them both the awkward conversation. Instead, with a frown he nuzzles back against the other man, letting out a heavy sigh.
"A bedtime muzzle? Kinky." His smirk is tired, but at least he's still able to bring levity to the situation. "Or you'll just have to be little spoon forever."
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
