you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
It isn't often that Danta is the one following at Asta's heels, but considering the bumpy end to Longnight and the somewhat serious nature of his travels since, he's unusually subdued as they head out towards the edge of the forest at the Levinsward. Glancing up as the house comes into view - along with a familiar looking Ancient - he does his best to shrug away his sombre thoughts and relax into his usual brand on carefree chaos, even if it's a bit frayed around the edges.
"Always," he purrs towards Thalassa, rolling his shoulders and taking his hands from the pockets of his red coat to gaze up at the sky overhead and the storms rolling in the distance. "You picked a real dramatic spot," he adds with a grins. "I like it."
"Always," he purrs towards Thalassa, rolling his shoulders and taking his hands from the pockets of his red coat to gaze up at the sky overhead and the storms rolling in the distance. "You picked a real dramatic spot," he adds with a grins. "I like it."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
