Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
"No one is saying you are wrong," Danta says with a frustrated shrug that begs to paint shades of grey over her black and white thinking. "I didn't have parents to raise me, or brothers or neighbours to leave me hungry and call it kindness. I'm an orphan - I was taught to take what I can, give nothing back, and never to turn down a meal. What makes your upbringing more valid than mine, or mine more than yours?"
He's reached for the bottle again without thinking about it, automatically pouring another large measure of liquor. "This is the crux of it, Maea - no one here is going to tell you how to live, or what's right or wrong, or how to be. But it goes both ways - you can't preach to them either. If you want to do things your way, you can, but you can't force other people to do it too. Either," he pauses to take a drink, "the man you see out there at the Dusklight everyday, the charming one who likes you and whose job it is to protect you and everyone else in the building matters more than the one you followed... or he doesn't." It's as simple as that - and it goes for all the people Maea knows, not just Asta.
"And if he doesn't, that's fine," Danta adds, and he means it. "No one is going to twist your arm and make you stay. But if you do stay - and I hope you do - we can't have another conversation like this."
He's reached for the bottle again without thinking about it, automatically pouring another large measure of liquor. "This is the crux of it, Maea - no one here is going to tell you how to live, or what's right or wrong, or how to be. But it goes both ways - you can't preach to them either. If you want to do things your way, you can, but you can't force other people to do it too. Either," he pauses to take a drink, "the man you see out there at the Dusklight everyday, the charming one who likes you and whose job it is to protect you and everyone else in the building matters more than the one you followed... or he doesn't." It's as simple as that - and it goes for all the people Maea knows, not just Asta.
"And if he doesn't, that's fine," Danta adds, and he means it. "No one is going to twist your arm and make you stay. But if you do stay - and I hope you do - we can't have another conversation like this."
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.
