Astaroth
// a beast in the business of selling forgiveness //
“I am your favorite, thank you for noticing.” He knows that isn’t what Danta had meant, but making the claim in purposefully mishearing him, well, it’s too good of an opportunity to miss out on. His grin sharpens a touch with it as his attention shifts to see Charlie’s approach, dark gaze affectionate as he allows the two of them to figure out the plans. As far as the butcher is concerned, he’s simply here to be the brawn (ha, where?) for whatever they need.
He’d already staked his claim on the Temple in one way, it isn’t his place to keep snatching them up.
He does, however, preen at the fiery kiss blown their way; accepting it easily before he’s following them further into the temple. Leaving the full decision to Charlie, Asta sets the box down and the bag beside it that clinks with a hollow sound. “I do not mind what-so-ever.” He hums playfully as he already moves to start picking up one side of one of the bulky items.
Asta helps with the bulky item!
He’d already staked his claim on the Temple in one way, it isn’t his place to keep snatching them up.
He does, however, preen at the fiery kiss blown their way; accepting it easily before he’s following them further into the temple. Leaving the full decision to Charlie, Asta sets the box down and the bag beside it that clinks with a hollow sound. “I do not mind what-so-ever.” He hums playfully as he already moves to start picking up one side of one of the bulky items.
Asta helps with the bulky item!
// dead eyes on a treacherous grin //
