idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
"I mean, I'd hope no one was chewing on the candles," Danta says with a scrunch of his nose, evidently taking wax being bad for you as Charlie being worried she'll find someone eating her creations. As for the festival, he shrugs his shoulders as if already bored of talking about it. "People bring lanterns for dead people, Ludo lets someone talk to the dead people, I dunno," he drawls, only for his eyes to light up at the suggestion that they make their own fun.
"Oh you are very clever," he purrs, having to look around for her briefly as she Dart!s away and bounds back towards him. Tail swishing interestedly at his heels, he ushers her around to the side of the Temple so they can (haphazardly, granted) shove all the debris onto the cart. "What kind were you thinking? We would have to do it every year, of course."
He can't deny he's a little jealous of her ability to randomly teleport, and there's an itch at the back of his mind that wants to try it out for himself. "How do you do it?" he wants to know.
"Oh you are very clever," he purrs, having to look around for her briefly as she Dart!s away and bounds back towards him. Tail swishing interestedly at his heels, he ushers her around to the side of the Temple so they can (haphazardly, granted) shove all the debris onto the cart. "What kind were you thinking? We would have to do it every year, of course."
He can't deny he's a little jealous of her ability to randomly teleport, and there's an itch at the back of his mind that wants to try it out for himself. "How do you do it?" he wants to know.
Dantalion
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
