// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Or perhaps he'll need to keep wondering for a while longer - perhaps forever - because the second the words leave Danta's tongue and the other man is in his lap, things start to feel real to the point of walls closing in, and the Maverick's lips part and a hand comes up to clasp Asta's wrist as if to stay his fingers from doing any more wandering. "What... what I mean is that I'm liable to overstep, and I know that isn't something you want," he mutters, his eyes dropping insistently towards Asta's lap.
"And so if you don't know what to do about this, then I will make myself be okay with doing nothing for now." He nods stiffly. "...Just... you know. Say the word, if you want anyone flayed." Sorry all but ripples out of him, not that he can look at the butcher's face to see if his lips will form the word, but it's all he's got right now.
"And so if you don't know what to do about this, then I will make myself be okay with doing nothing for now." He nods stiffly. "...Just... you know. Say the word, if you want anyone flayed." Sorry all but ripples out of him, not that he can look at the butcher's face to see if his lips will form the word, but it's all he's got right now.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
