// there's shadows on the walls //
"Okay," Danta says easily, not hiding the relief that floods his voice as Asta tells him to stay. "But you don't have anything to apologise for. We were both stupid for doing this, but it's not like you were in control of yourself just now." Sighing deeply and wanting nothing more than to drape himself around the butcher, it's a startling realisation for Danta to be the thing to have caused this sort of reaction. "Do you want to stay out here for a bit?" he asks - rather than going back into the room, he means.
"I can get some water to clean you up. I... well, I used all of the stuff from the fountain." A necessity, he'd thought at the time. Shifting to rise back to his feet, Danta adjusts the towel around his waist and and ruffles his hair back out of his face. He wants to reach for Asta, schooling himself into leaving the choice up to the other man, however keenly he feels the urge.
"I can get some water to clean you up. I... well, I used all of the stuff from the fountain." A necessity, he'd thought at the time. Shifting to rise back to his feet, Danta adjusts the towel around his waist and and ruffles his hair back out of his face. He wants to reach for Asta, schooling himself into leaving the choice up to the other man, however keenly he feels the urge.
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
