you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Or perhaps she'll make a voodoo doll with it and stab it regularly. Do speak up if you start to feel like someone is knifing you in the back each night," Danta drawls, though the joke falls somewhat flat as he finishes cleaning the blood from the other man. Not expecting the same treatment - though really, what ought he have expected after automatically falling into those same familiar gestures with Asta - the Maverick stills and allows himself to be wiped clean of gore and dust.
Opening his mouth as if to scold the taller Ancient - for refusing his offer, for wanting to take over the plans and letters that Danta has already considered, for everything else that has already happened leading up to this point - in the end he can only sigh heavily enough to drag his shoulders away from his ears. "Let's get some sleep, then," he decides, letting one last wave of fire roar over his bare skin to ensure he's clean and warm, before he heads for the blankets to slip beneath them.
Opening his mouth as if to scold the taller Ancient - for refusing his offer, for wanting to take over the plans and letters that Danta has already considered, for everything else that has already happened leading up to this point - in the end he can only sigh heavily enough to drag his shoulders away from his ears. "Let's get some sleep, then," he decides, letting one last wave of fire roar over his bare skin to ensure he's clean and warm, before he heads for the blankets to slip beneath them.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
