// you knew who I was //
There Flora goes again, making it sound simple as fuck and leaving Danta reeling with it. Why shouldn't I be? Yeah, Danta, why shouldn't she be? Why shouldn't you? "Yeah, but... but I'm not..." Rolling his eyes at himself (the world spins for a second, and he's once again appreciative for the hand on his arm, not that the Doubletake is much steadier), he huffs out a frustrated breath. "I don't come from a place where you tell people that sort of shit," he says eventually.
Perhaps that isn't giving The Climb of old enough credit - perhaps it less a them issue and more very much a Danta issue (bingo). Clearing his throat and seeming to brighten, if only artificially, at the assumption that Flora has found the snapdragon, he's already turning as if to leave when she speaks again, the Maverick's shoulders slumping.
"I'm not sure there's anythin' to talk about," he says, the image of a man backtracking from his own few moments of bravery. "He tried to tell me once I think, but I fucked it up, and now..." Gesturing vaguely to the Flora and Asta of it all, burying his feelings and the answers in drink and drugs seems preferable.
"C'mon. Sorry for killin' the mood, let's go party."
Perhaps that isn't giving The Climb of old enough credit - perhaps it less a them issue and more very much a Danta issue (bingo). Clearing his throat and seeming to brighten, if only artificially, at the assumption that Flora has found the snapdragon, he's already turning as if to leave when she speaks again, the Maverick's shoulders slumping.
"I'm not sure there's anythin' to talk about," he says, the image of a man backtracking from his own few moments of bravery. "He tried to tell me once I think, but I fucked it up, and now..." Gesturing vaguely to the Flora and Asta of it all, burying his feelings and the answers in drink and drugs seems preferable.
"C'mon. Sorry for killin' the mood, let's go party."
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
