// you knew who I was //
Ushered forward as he is, and already in far too much pain to keep a level head, Danta isn't able to understand what's happened to his beau in any sort of eloquent way; all he knows is that there's something quite wrong with Asta, all painted over under a layer of fine, love. Letting out a slow sigh and ducking into the Dusklight when it comes upon them, if nothing else, at least his fresh concern for the butcher has made the last of their trek blink by, and amid the heat and the familiar noise of home, Danta relaxes for a moment to get himself up the stairs.
Opening the door to their room, Danta lets out a groan of relief and tosses away the cloak, the fire bursting to life to send fresh warmth rolling out towards them. "That wasn't so bad right?" He smiles, flexing fingers that have gone stiff with cold and are already tinged with grey stone. Already he's heading for the sofa before the fire, not wanting to be on his feet for a moment longer.
Opening the door to their room, Danta lets out a groan of relief and tosses away the cloak, the fire bursting to life to send fresh warmth rolling out towards them. "That wasn't so bad right?" He smiles, flexing fingers that have gone stiff with cold and are already tinged with grey stone. Already he's heading for the sofa before the fire, not wanting to be on his feet for a moment longer.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
