// you knew who I was //
Why not indeed? And what better tribute to the large bonfire overhead than a smaller one to celebrate it? Whatever the reason, clearly Danta is not adverse to the small and dancing flames, blue eyes glimmering as he spots a warped and melted looking duck-tail poking from them. "I don't think you belong there," he informs #1, pushing up the sleeve of his coat so as not to singe it, before plunging his fingers into the fire.
Retrieving the duck and blowing on it as if to harden the melted form into something resembling a duck, he's quietly grateful that the number is still legible, else he imagines he'd be accused of cheating. (More cheating anyway).
With #1 acquired, more or less, the Maverick turns his attention to other places ripe for hunting, settling on the cart and heading over to poke about the wheels and whatever might be bundled inside.
Danta grabs duck #1 and then goes to nose around the parked cart.
Retrieving the duck and blowing on it as if to harden the melted form into something resembling a duck, he's quietly grateful that the number is still legible, else he imagines he'd be accused of cheating. (More cheating anyway).
With #1 acquired, more or less, the Maverick turns his attention to other places ripe for hunting, settling on the cart and heading over to poke about the wheels and whatever might be bundled inside.
Danta grabs duck #1 and then goes to nose around the parked cart.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
