// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
"I'm doing a lot of grunt work for the boss," Danta points out with a catlike smile; following Asta around, acting as his boost when he needs to get to hard to reach places, putting up with his bragging. Luckily the Maverick chooses to view himself as the reason behind the butcher's considerations, and he fixes his collar and his cuffs as the other man puts the ore in all the right places.
"Well aren't you resourceful," he purrs back, nudging Asta with his hip before dutifully letting him take the lead, as if to make sure they don't run into anything problematic (or if they do, that the butcher is the first one who has to deal with it). "Oh, I plan to," he says, hiding a wide yawn behind his hand and stretching his arms above his head.
As soon as they reach the tell-tale vein of tin, he plops himself down onto the stone to watch Asta at work, leaning back on his hands this time rather than fussing with an origami. "Are you going to be able to manage that super heavy bag on the way back home?" he wonders, smirking.
"Well aren't you resourceful," he purrs back, nudging Asta with his hip before dutifully letting him take the lead, as if to make sure they don't run into anything problematic (or if they do, that the butcher is the first one who has to deal with it). "Oh, I plan to," he says, hiding a wide yawn behind his hand and stretching his arms above his head.
As soon as they reach the tell-tale vein of tin, he plops himself down onto the stone to watch Asta at work, leaning back on his hands this time rather than fussing with an origami. "Are you going to be able to manage that super heavy bag on the way back home?" he wonders, smirking.
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
