// you knew who I was //
"I'll find out," Danta says easily, combing gentle fingers through the other man's hair and seeming for all the world like a reasonable leader in the moment. It might even be true for the hour or so this lasts, especially given that Asta is the one feeling prickly and chaotic while the Maverick has been up here napping and pretending he knows how to do hobbies.
The butcher flops back against the sheets and Danta follows without thought or care, casually arranging himself astride the other man and tilting his head at him, all surrounded by puzzle pieces and rumpled blankets. "Did what she said remind you of back then, in Whitebrim?" he wonders, snagging at one of Asta's hands as if to examine his knuckles for scuffs or his fingers for nicks and bruises.
"And no offence to Maea, but I don't think she's got it in her to become like us. She's too soft for that. Too hero-ey."
The butcher flops back against the sheets and Danta follows without thought or care, casually arranging himself astride the other man and tilting his head at him, all surrounded by puzzle pieces and rumpled blankets. "Did what she said remind you of back then, in Whitebrim?" he wonders, snagging at one of Asta's hands as if to examine his knuckles for scuffs or his fingers for nicks and bruises.
"And no offence to Maea, but I don't think she's got it in her to become like us. She's too soft for that. Too hero-ey."
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
