idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
"I would say, yes," Danta agrees. "If ever I get bored of this, then, or someone overthrows me, I already have my new career sorted." Perhaps he'll even offer piercings on the side, though that's more for fun, let's be honest. Still, as Asta has the chance to look at himself and the Maverick finishes cleaning him up, it's with one last brush of fiery hands across his shoulders and back that he straightens up, watching for his reaction.
"Your words are pretty, but I'd see the lie in your face, Asta. We've already had this discussion." Grinning, he links his arms gently behind his back, relaxing unconsciously as it appears the butcher does approve of the job he'd done. "I will just have to think of new ways to entrap you, then," he laments, his smile softening into something warmer as he leans up for the kiss Asta offers.
"My pleasure," he purrs, before fidgeting a little and glancing towards the door. "I'll go find Moira, then...?"
"Your words are pretty, but I'd see the lie in your face, Asta. We've already had this discussion." Grinning, he links his arms gently behind his back, relaxing unconsciously as it appears the butcher does approve of the job he'd done. "I will just have to think of new ways to entrap you, then," he laments, his smile softening into something warmer as he leans up for the kiss Asta offers.
"My pleasure," he purrs, before fidgeting a little and glancing towards the door. "I'll go find Moira, then...?"
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.
