// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
With his piggyback home secured and an agreement to get something to drink that they might squirrel away with them, Danta is watching each stall they pass with renewed interest. Brushing back the fair hair trying to dry in waves around his cheeks, he nods at a well-lit and popular stall selling cocktails but with plenty of liquor bottles behind the counter. "We could have gin, or white rum," he suggests. "I think that rum is from Torchline's other fountain." The one with all the alcohol, if he remembers correctly.
Hence why the man behind the stall is giving away bottles of the stuff for free, and so Danta also snags one on the way past and lifts it in a cheers. "Are you sure you wouldn't prefer a whisky fountain to a healing one?" he suggests for the Grounds, uncorking the bottle and taking a sip, before carefully manoeuvring forward to offer some to Asta as well. "If it's not to your taste, I'm sure we can get someting else."
Hence why the man behind the stall is giving away bottles of the stuff for free, and so Danta also snags one on the way past and lifts it in a cheers. "Are you sure you wouldn't prefer a whisky fountain to a healing one?" he suggests for the Grounds, uncorking the bottle and taking a sip, before carefully manoeuvring forward to offer some to Asta as well. "If it's not to your taste, I'm sure we can get someting else."
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
