idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
Regardless of whether he'd ever take advantage of such permission, that he's granted one boulder has Danta's blue eyes lighting up with mischief, and he raises his cup in a toast with another sip of tea, as if to set it in stone. (Get it? Stone? Boulder?) "You and I know very well that of course I would have dared," he purrs, petulant and overconfident as he had been during their very first reunion. "Whether I was successful is another matter entirely."
Honestly, the odds are good that Danta would have ended up trapping himself in said cold region alongside Asta, and wouldn't that have made for a grand story? Putting it to the back of his mind, he instead sidles closer so he can tuck himself against the butcher, enjoying the slow thrum of heat from his body and from the drink in his hands. Smiling to himself, he glances around the twilit room.
"I think this is the first real day off I've taken in a long time," he remarks. For all of his chaos and shenanigans, Danta does scatter work in between it. It's a rarity for him to keep to his rooms all day.
Honestly, the odds are good that Danta would have ended up trapping himself in said cold region alongside Asta, and wouldn't that have made for a grand story? Putting it to the back of his mind, he instead sidles closer so he can tuck himself against the butcher, enjoying the slow thrum of heat from his body and from the drink in his hands. Smiling to himself, he glances around the twilit room.
"I think this is the first real day off I've taken in a long time," he remarks. For all of his chaos and shenanigans, Danta does scatter work in between it. It's a rarity for him to keep to his rooms all day.
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.
