// light shines in the darkness //
Immediately taking the glass back up as Asta sets it down, Danta is already draining it of liquor a second time as the other man fusses with his pipe, his arm comfortably stretched around the other man's shoulders. "Mmhm," he confirms, allowing a small smile to feel as well as hear the laughter rumble up through the butcher's chest. "Well, whatever you decide to do, there's no rush." Not now that The Last Whisper has officially been declared off-limits and the ball is in Asta's court.
Reaching out to light the tobacco with nothing more than a wiggle of his fingers, Danta is once again reaching out for the bottle of liquor, though he does manage a dark little laugh at the prospect of being on the receiving end of this particular design of the butcher's. "No," he agrees, "but I felt the sting of your others enough times. I think you broke one across my shoulders once."
Reaching out to light the tobacco with nothing more than a wiggle of his fingers, Danta is once again reaching out for the bottle of liquor, though he does manage a dark little laugh at the prospect of being on the receiving end of this particular design of the butcher's. "No," he agrees, "but I felt the sting of your others enough times. I think you broke one across my shoulders once."
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
