Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Nodding a little in agreement, though he does have to rack his brain for a second, he'll admit that Flora does usually phrase her requests nicely. The requests themselves might not be as gentle, of course (see Danta falling out of a tree to get seed ghosts), but the asking is. "Hm? No, not today. I wanted to check the Greatwood out before we tried exploring on foot," he explains, though his eyes do flick automatically over his shoulder as if expecting the familiar tall shadow to be there.
"Sounds like a fair trade, even if you do have to haul yourself out to the ass end of nowhere." He grins; he might do the same himself, if he had the ability to call down literal gods for assistance. (Well, one god in particular, given his nature). "You do?" He laughs at that, clearly not feeling the same loathing for the rippling heat and dry air. "I'll not ask if you want to keep exploring with me, then. Oh - but make sure you find time to come to the Grounds next season, yeah? It's Asta's birthday."
And yes, Danta will be throwing a celebration. And no, the butcher doesn't know about it.
"Sounds like a fair trade, even if you do have to haul yourself out to the ass end of nowhere." He grins; he might do the same himself, if he had the ability to call down literal gods for assistance. (Well, one god in particular, given his nature). "You do?" He laughs at that, clearly not feeling the same loathing for the rippling heat and dry air. "I'll not ask if you want to keep exploring with me, then. Oh - but make sure you find time to come to the Grounds next season, yeah? It's Asta's birthday."
And yes, Danta will be throwing a celebration. And no, the butcher doesn't know about it.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
