Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Oh? You learn something new every day." Danta; Theocrat of the Hollowed Grounds, owner of the Dusklight, soup connosieur. "And you know, I think you're right. I'd blame you for the weather if I thought you in any way enjoyed the snow." Scrunching his nose and spending a moment to serve one last bowl of soup to someone hurrying out from the bonfire - hopefully it keeps them warm enough to make it home - Danta steps back to give his full attention to the butcher once more.
And while Asta pretends not to notice the trembling in his hand and Danta makes no mention of it, the Maverick does reach out to gently support the butcher's arm as he spoons the soup into their bowls, taking the brunt of the weight from him. "A secret? Always," he purrs with a grin, naturally assuming that Asta (nosy as he is) has some bit of gossip to share with him.
And while Asta pretends not to notice the trembling in his hand and Danta makes no mention of it, the Maverick does reach out to gently support the butcher's arm as he spoons the soup into their bowls, taking the brunt of the weight from him. "A secret? Always," he purrs with a grin, naturally assuming that Asta (nosy as he is) has some bit of gossip to share with him.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
