// too many war wounds and not enough wars //
More than happy to abandon both ferret and crystal hunting (the latter of which has already been completed, thankfully) in lieu of the taste of Asta's lips, Danta is left humming his objection to the other man's parting leaning back into the butcher's touch and raising his eyebrows at him in challenge. "And what would you say constitutes a small package?" he wonders, leaning in to brush his nose against the other man's, before abruptly ducking away to saunter back towards the cart.
"Because I don't know if you have noticed, Asta, but neither of us are particularly short." It's true that Danta does fall a few inches short of the butcher's height - and doesn't he fucking know it - but both men reasonably tower above the average. "Must I get myself a stepladder for our future conversations, so that I know we are on an even footing?"
"Because I don't know if you have noticed, Asta, but neither of us are particularly short." It's true that Danta does fall a few inches short of the butcher's height - and doesn't he fucking know it - but both men reasonably tower above the average. "Must I get myself a stepladder for our future conversations, so that I know we are on an even footing?"
Dantalion
// too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
