idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
Smiling to feel the butcher at his back, his gentle chaos is endearing to say the least, and Danta reminds himself to concoct similar scenarios in future if for no other reason than because he quite enjoys Asta's overtired shenanigans. "You might keep your judgement to yourself verbally, but your face will give it away every second," he quips, laughing softly and rescuing the bottle of rum to spike his own cocoa.
Stirring it with a finger as well, he offers it out for Asta - snatching it away should there be any teeth involved, thank you very much - and swans away to lock the door. Once he's done, he returns for his mug of rum-cocoa, taking a slow sip of it and humming his approval. "You have the best ideas," he purrs, setting down the mug and proceeding to peel off his own clothes, ready to collapse in bed.
Stirring it with a finger as well, he offers it out for Asta - snatching it away should there be any teeth involved, thank you very much - and swans away to lock the door. Once he's done, he returns for his mug of rum-cocoa, taking a slow sip of it and humming his approval. "You have the best ideas," he purrs, setting down the mug and proceeding to peel off his own clothes, ready to collapse in bed.
Dantalion
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
