// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
Asta's tail thrashes and Danta's own curls up as he leans further across the bar, as if to whisper directly to the other man. (Which he practically does, given how Sunjata hadn't even been able to say the words to him out loud). He explains the predicament in full - the void, the healing, the teeth and the eyes, the way the Flood is in pieces about not being able to be close to his literal wife-to-be, hoping any diversion away from sex or demigodliness will appeal to the butcher's less murdery instincts.
And then it comes to the invitation Danta had extended and why, the Maverick searching out honey dark eyes to hold Asta's gaze. "I know if the roles were reversed, and it was me at the House of Midnight, you wouldn't want me to be alone. So can I ask you to be a fine and gentlemanly host tonight, with the promise of going out to murder a herd of deer in the morning?"
And then it comes to the invitation Danta had extended and why, the Maverick searching out honey dark eyes to hold Asta's gaze. "I know if the roles were reversed, and it was me at the House of Midnight, you wouldn't want me to be alone. So can I ask you to be a fine and gentlemanly host tonight, with the promise of going out to murder a herd of deer in the morning?"
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
