you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Well, says Asta, and Danta is already raising his eyebrows incredulously at the butcher even as he goes to fetch the hot water from the server who has brought it up to them. "Asta," the Maverick scolds, though if there's any heat at all in the words, it's weary more than anything else.
"Fuck." He doesn't need to tack on what the fuck were you thinking, because one look at the other man says that question is already rolling around in his mind. Instead, having fetched a clean cloth from one of his drawers, he soaks it in the hot water and straightens up, silently starting to clean the blood and ash from Asta's shoulders and chest.
"Was she alright, when she went home? She... I mean, you did see her home, right? She didn't run out screaming?" Already Danta is having to compose a very carefully worded letter to Flora in his mind, and gods, he already knew he owed her for the whole Safrin tree thing, but gods, this is a mess.
"Fuck." He doesn't need to tack on what the fuck were you thinking, because one look at the other man says that question is already rolling around in his mind. Instead, having fetched a clean cloth from one of his drawers, he soaks it in the hot water and straightens up, silently starting to clean the blood and ash from Asta's shoulders and chest.
"Was she alright, when she went home? She... I mean, you did see her home, right? She didn't run out screaming?" Already Danta is having to compose a very carefully worded letter to Flora in his mind, and gods, he already knew he owed her for the whole Safrin tree thing, but gods, this is a mess.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
