// you've got a passion in those eyes //
"I'll stroke it for you later to make up for it," Danta purrs, reaching up to tug playfully at one of the butcher's dark horns. "And I could never shape any of them like you." No, but literally. He could never do that - his skills with origami, as Astaroth will very soon realise, are fucking terrible. But all the more reason for them to occupy their minds with it, right?
Sitting up a fraction out of the water now that they have something of a plan to deal with the other man's anger issues, it's with fire wreathing him like a halo that Danta smirks down at Asta. "It's settled, then. You stay here, and I'll get your clothes and some sub-par arts and craft supplies, and we'll sit up here as long as you want and feed the fire. Deal?"
Sitting up a fraction out of the water now that they have something of a plan to deal with the other man's anger issues, it's with fire wreathing him like a halo that Danta smirks down at Asta. "It's settled, then. You stay here, and I'll get your clothes and some sub-par arts and craft supplies, and we'll sit up here as long as you want and feed the fire. Deal?"
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
