// light shines in the darkness //
Unable to see the wrinkle of Asta's nose, rest assured that if Danta knew his thoughts were lingering on Maea, even for a moment, he'd have stepped up his distractions tenfold. Luckily(?) for the other man, his fingers remain just playful enough as they drift across his shoulders, smoothing through his dark hair for a moment before trickling down his back. "Before I came here to rule the place, you mean?" He grins.
"Relaxed is one word for it. I was drifting - it was chaos." He can't help but laugh at the memory, ignoring the clothing entirely now in lieu of draping himself up against Asta's back, his hands slipping loosely around his waist. "I tumbled down from The Climb to Torchline, where I met Flora and caused trouble for a bit. Flew across to the Greatwood for a bit, and ended up at the Grounds during that Blood Moon Festival I told you about. I don't know what made me stay... the place just seemed like no one cared about it."
One man's trash and all that.
"Relaxed is one word for it. I was drifting - it was chaos." He can't help but laugh at the memory, ignoring the clothing entirely now in lieu of draping himself up against Asta's back, his hands slipping loosely around his waist. "I tumbled down from The Climb to Torchline, where I met Flora and caused trouble for a bit. Flew across to the Greatwood for a bit, and ended up at the Grounds during that Blood Moon Festival I told you about. I don't know what made me stay... the place just seemed like no one cared about it."
One man's trash and all that.
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
