// light shines in the darkness //
"You know exactly what," Danta drawls, flashing a fanged grin down at the other man. Now that his limbs are finally feeling less like jelly he's able to wind them around Asta a little more readily, shifting as if ready to reverse their positions and be the one pinning the butcher down before long. He lingers for now, at least, nosing into his dark hair and smiling to hear the request tumble from his lips, stripped bare of any of the usual etiquette he's used to hearing.
"You have my word," he tells him softly, mischief twinkling in his blue eyes as he shifts back enough to gaze at the other man. "I promise, the name of the Butcher of Whitebrim won't leave these four walls, not unless someone peels it out of my mind themselves." Darling, he almost adds, but thinks better of it at the last moment.
"You have my word," he tells him softly, mischief twinkling in his blue eyes as he shifts back enough to gaze at the other man. "I promise, the name of the Butcher of Whitebrim won't leave these four walls, not unless someone peels it out of my mind themselves." Darling, he almost adds, but thinks better of it at the last moment.
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
