in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Too busy concentrating to reply right away, Danta waits until he has successfully placed the stud into Asta's newly pierced ear before withdrawing, licking the small amount of blood from his thumb. "I abhor symmetry," he purrs in response to the butcher's question, smirking down at him as if having pretended not to notice the roughness of his voice. "If you'd like the other done, though, I'm sure I could find a different earring to use."
A silver loop might do quite nicely, in fact, Danta retrieving one from his little box of supplies and holding it up to the light. "What do you think?" Raising his eyebrows at the other man, he of course leaves it up to Asta. He has no doubt that the pain doesn't bother him one bit, but he has messed with the butcher's appearance quite a lot already this morning.
A silver loop might do quite nicely, in fact, Danta retrieving one from his little box of supplies and holding it up to the light. "What do you think?" Raising his eyebrows at the other man, he of course leaves it up to Asta. He has no doubt that the pain doesn't bother him one bit, but he has messed with the butcher's appearance quite a lot already this morning.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
