// you knew who I was //
"Mm, it's true. I might have gotten into the habit of glaring at people from the shadows of the Dusklight," Danta agrees, and he has the audacity to flash a playful grin towards the other man as he collects his own teacup, leaning casually against him and turning his head to drop an affectionate kiss against Asta's bare shoulder. "Not that it isn't a good habit to have, for my head of security," he adds. "I just doubt it will bring in all that much business if I do it." As the face of the Dusklight, he should probably be amiable at the very least.
Straightening up to take a sip of the hot drink, Danta lets out a sigh that has him relaxing further, his hands cradling the cup and leeching the extra warmth away from it. Things feel more settled than they were, but he's reluctant to get too comfortable in case he feels the pull of sleep again; not that they don't both need it, but he doubts Asta will so much as let his eyes shut for the next however long. So, instead, the Maverick focuses on the here and now and the vague plans he's made for them.
"If I send note to the Temple, do you think you could get breakfast? It's early, but not too early," he figures.
Straightening up to take a sip of the hot drink, Danta lets out a sigh that has him relaxing further, his hands cradling the cup and leeching the extra warmth away from it. Things feel more settled than they were, but he's reluctant to get too comfortable in case he feels the pull of sleep again; not that they don't both need it, but he doubts Asta will so much as let his eyes shut for the next however long. So, instead, the Maverick focuses on the here and now and the vague plans he's made for them.
"If I send note to the Temple, do you think you could get breakfast? It's early, but not too early," he figures.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
