Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
"I suppose that's what I am to you then, as well? A failure of the rational mind?" Danta's tone remains calm, if not a little insulted, the Maverick's head tilting to the side. "One might argue that the deer we hunt deserve to live more than the man Asta disposed of - at least the deer never hurt anyone." Defending and excusing are words Maea has conjured herself to continue to cast judgement over the Grounds and its inhabitants, and Danta isn't here for it.
Raising his eyebrows, he smoothly knocks back the second glass of liquor and then, of course, goes in for a refill. "Never?" he echoes. "So you don't enjoy the hunt, when it suits you? You didn't enjoy sparring with me, pinning me, getting the better of me? It's all violence at the end of the day, Maea. Denying the parts of you that aren't as pristine as you'd like them to be will make you miserable in the long run."
"And as for what's allowed to happen here - what is that, exactly?" He scoffs. "That I don't allow anyone to get away with sexually assaulting the people who work in the Dusklight?"
Raising his eyebrows, he smoothly knocks back the second glass of liquor and then, of course, goes in for a refill. "Never?" he echoes. "So you don't enjoy the hunt, when it suits you? You didn't enjoy sparring with me, pinning me, getting the better of me? It's all violence at the end of the day, Maea. Denying the parts of you that aren't as pristine as you'd like them to be will make you miserable in the long run."
"And as for what's allowed to happen here - what is that, exactly?" He scoffs. "That I don't allow anyone to get away with sexually assaulting the people who work in the Dusklight?"
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Table base by Skylark
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
