// light shines in the darkness //
"I suppose it does." Not often one to let himself be analysed, no less by someone who used to torment him daily, Danta can't deny that the other man nonetheless does have a point. (And of course he takes full advantage of having the other Ancient's hair to play with, that's a given). "When you have sleep deprivation, when you are hungry, when some gobshite gets a bloodstain on your favourite shirt," he lists - he should know, having once been that very gobshite.
Still, the amusement of their prior clashes - because it was funny to Danta then and it is now, albeit for much different reasons - all fades away as he catches the strange note of nostalgia in the other man's expression - that, certainly, isn't something the Maverick is used to seeing. "Oh?" he echoes, giving Asta the space to talk even as his fingers continue to tease through the fine, dark silk of his hair.
"Fodder, huh? Sounds delightful," he murmurs sarcastically. "The snow and the fire, though... that really does sound nice, I guess. I'll see if I can get some good sound proofing for your door."
Still, the amusement of their prior clashes - because it was funny to Danta then and it is now, albeit for much different reasons - all fades away as he catches the strange note of nostalgia in the other man's expression - that, certainly, isn't something the Maverick is used to seeing. "Oh?" he echoes, giving Asta the space to talk even as his fingers continue to tease through the fine, dark silk of his hair.
"Fodder, huh? Sounds delightful," he murmurs sarcastically. "The snow and the fire, though... that really does sound nice, I guess. I'll see if I can get some good sound proofing for your door."
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
