// you knew who I was //
"You're trying to tell me that you aren't delighted by that?" Danta fires back with a grin, raising his eyebrows down at Charlie and moving to lurk in the doorway to the butcher's room where he's packing up the last of his things. "The winner gets to dress the loser for a day," he says, leaning casually against the door and grinning wickedly at Astaroth. "So I suppose you could always pass out on purpose if you're dying to see Asta dress me." But he'll never let her live it down.
"Anyway." Clapping his hands together, Danta gestures around at the room. "Let's start getting boxes together?"
Heading to a few crates and containers that he had helped pack (and thus he knows the contents are not too fragile, because Danta can't be trusted), the Maverick lifts a few and offers the lighter ones out towards Charlie.
Alright, let's grab some boxes! (If Astaroth has more packing to finish, he can keep doing that this round instead).
"Anyway." Clapping his hands together, Danta gestures around at the room. "Let's start getting boxes together?"
Heading to a few crates and containers that he had helped pack (and thus he knows the contents are not too fragile, because Danta can't be trusted), the Maverick lifts a few and offers the lighter ones out towards Charlie.
Alright, let's grab some boxes! (If Astaroth has more packing to finish, he can keep doing that this round instead).
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
