Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Or very fair odds," Danta reasons, grabbing up his rum and beginning to totter towards the direction of (he hopes) his own bedroom. "I imagine there are a fair few. You're here before the Longnight rush." He winks. "Or you can share mine, but," and here he lowers his voice, whispering it like it's a secret (it very much is not), "there are already two people waiting for me in my bed, so it might be a bit of a squeeze."
Tittering to himself and swanning away once more, he bids a very fond goodnight to the pale Ancient before excusing himself, whether or not Maea chooses to follow. If she doesn't, she'll easily be able to find herself a spare room - an empty one - to spend the evening. And if she does? Well, that's up to her as well.
~FIN
Tittering to himself and swanning away once more, he bids a very fond goodnight to the pale Ancient before excusing himself, whether or not Maea chooses to follow. If she doesn't, she'll easily be able to find herself a spare room - an empty one - to spend the evening. And if she does? Well, that's up to her as well.
~FIN
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
