// too many war wounds and not enough wars //
"Okay." It's an easy thing for Danta to offer and accept, his smile almost relieved as well as the other man tentatively withdraws to draw the blanket more tightly about his shoulders. Rising to his feet as well, the Maverick spends a brief moment opening the drawer of the bedside table to withdraw the sedative they'd obtained, ready for if and when Asta feels as though even watching the world outside is too much. Within the same drawer he's got the steel muzzle waiting, very much assuming they're going to need it should the other man eventually drop off to sleep.
In the meantime, though, he guides them to the bay window overlooking the Last Whisper, having to duck around his dressmaker's mannequin (AKA coat rack) and a few other bits and pieces before he can drop to sit down, ushering Asta to sit with him. At Longheat there's very little cold rippling out from the glass, so it's a comfortable enough place to be as they watch the lights from other businesses, the streams of people walking the streets, even a few street entertainers doing magic.
"How's this?"
In the meantime, though, he guides them to the bay window overlooking the Last Whisper, having to duck around his dressmaker's mannequin (AKA coat rack) and a few other bits and pieces before he can drop to sit down, ushering Asta to sit with him. At Longheat there's very little cold rippling out from the glass, so it's a comfortable enough place to be as they watch the lights from other businesses, the streams of people walking the streets, even a few street entertainers doing magic.
"How's this?"
Dantalion
// too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
