in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
With their drunk friend successfully entertained and the man well warned off his violent thoughts, the Dusklight seems to be operating like a well-oiled machine again, such that as Asta brushes by him Danta is even able to pause for a little friendly conversation - it appears that way, anyway. "It's barely been thirty minutes," he tells him with a breathy laugh. "Go play doorman and cool off. I'll just be a bit longer."
Because he does still have to finish his work with his barman, but hopefully it shouldn't take too long from here. So saying, with a fiendish wink to the butcher Danta departs once more to sidle around the bar and cook the books and figure out menus and other salacious offerings they might be able to doll out to their very well-paying customers.
He truthful, at least, in that it only takes a little longer to complete the work, and with a final clap to the barman's shoulder, the Maverick departs for one of the familiar corridors leading up to his room. He doesn't know when Asta might decide to join him, but rest assured the door will be unlocked when he does.
Because he does still have to finish his work with his barman, but hopefully it shouldn't take too long from here. So saying, with a fiendish wink to the butcher Danta departs once more to sidle around the bar and cook the books and figure out menus and other salacious offerings they might be able to doll out to their very well-paying customers.
He truthful, at least, in that it only takes a little longer to complete the work, and with a final clap to the barman's shoulder, the Maverick departs for one of the familiar corridors leading up to his room. He doesn't know when Asta might decide to join him, but rest assured the door will be unlocked when he does.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
