all you have is your fire
and the place you need to reach
and the place you need to reach
Long fingers slip from around the butcher’s wrist to the back his hand, gently squeezing before shifting just enough that Asta might roll onto his back if he wants to, leaving Danta propped on an elbow to gaze down at him. He tilts his head as the other Ancient begins to speak, only to find his train of thought immediately interrupted by a sneeze, and Danta is biting hard at the inside of his cheek not to laugh.
Instead he reaches out to carefully pluck the feathers away from Asta’s beard and face, brushing them - and swiping the ruined pillow at the same time - off the bed entirely. There are plenty of others, after all. ”I think I had better stop getting feather pillows,” he says in a low voice still pitched with amusement. ”Anyway, you were saying?”
Instead he reaches out to carefully pluck the feathers away from Asta’s beard and face, brushing them - and swiping the ruined pillow at the same time - off the bed entirely. There are plenty of others, after all. ”I think I had better stop getting feather pillows,” he says in a low voice still pitched with amusement. ”Anyway, you were saying?”
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons
but always keep them on a leash
but always keep them on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
