// you knew who I was //
"Is that so? My first impressions must be getting better," Danta teases, his fanged grin one of self-deprecating amusement, though it's mostly directed down towards the fire and the chain around her ankle. With a brow furrowed in concentration, the metal soon grows as white-hot as the twin chain that had been attached to her wrist, though this one ought to be less difficult to remove by virtue of not forcing her to dangle from it.
Once he's convinced the metal will warp with his touch, Danta begins to pull at chain and shackle, hoping to stretch it enough for her to slip her foot through. "It's one of my better ideas," he agrees about the portal with a bounce of his eyebrows, though that's all he can spare until he thinks he's managed to wrestle her restraints into submission. "There - why don't you try that?" he asks, glancing up just as her playful quip reaches his ears.
Long fingers made warm by the fire and the molten metal catch at her cheek for a moment, gently pinching it, and he tilts his head as if to ask for her verdict. "It isn't a party," he says with a hint of an apology, "but hopefully this isn't a waking nightmare for you either."
Once he's convinced the metal will warp with his touch, Danta begins to pull at chain and shackle, hoping to stretch it enough for her to slip her foot through. "It's one of my better ideas," he agrees about the portal with a bounce of his eyebrows, though that's all he can spare until he thinks he's managed to wrestle her restraints into submission. "There - why don't you try that?" he asks, glancing up just as her playful quip reaches his ears.
Long fingers made warm by the fire and the molten metal catch at her cheek for a moment, gently pinching it, and he tilts his head as if to ask for her verdict. "It isn't a party," he says with a hint of an apology, "but hopefully this isn't a waking nightmare for you either."
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
