in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Neither of them particularly believe in fortune telling, as it happens, but Danta is eccentric enough to dramatise anything, as the butcher likely knows very well by now. "Oooh, you're right. Maybe these are cursed and they'll only tell you the worst things." The Maverick is wearing quite a cheerful grin to say that he's just delivered this terrible news, and he evidently has no intention of not reading Asta's fortune just because it might bring him doom.
"Alright - here we go," he purrs to the other man, tail flicking idly as he selects a card, trying and failing to ignore the quiet thrill that shivers through him - still - to hear Asta call him love. Clearing his throat so as to be able to deliver the future as clearly as possible, Danta reveals the card and places it down on the blankets between them.
"Ace of cups," he tells him. "Clearly you have a cup coming your way. Which makes absolute sense, since I sent for wine just a few minutes ago." See, Asta? Magic.
"Alright - here we go," he purrs to the other man, tail flicking idly as he selects a card, trying and failing to ignore the quiet thrill that shivers through him - still - to hear Asta call him love. Clearing his throat so as to be able to deliver the future as clearly as possible, Danta reveals the card and places it down on the blankets between them.
"Ace of cups," he tells him. "Clearly you have a cup coming your way. Which makes absolute sense, since I sent for wine just a few minutes ago." See, Asta? Magic.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
