// once you're in my shining cathedral, heed the tolling bell //
Nodding, because Astaroth assumed the same as well, it’s with a sudden flick of his tail of discomfort as the feeling of being watched occurs again, and he takes a curious look around through the shadows of the room, searching for anything at all that might be amiss.
When nothing comes, his focus is entirely on Danta again. “Hmm.” He says with a soft frown, shaking his head. “It is a shame. It would be easier if we had something to focus on and enact immediate justice… but.” Sighing, the butcher glances back toward the letter. “Vigilance is key, however difficult given it happened over LongNight.” Withdrawing slightly to pinch the bridge of his nose, the butcher exhales a soft sigh of frustration.
“Come, let’s get you dry and warm, mm?” Because he could at least fix this, if he couldn’t help Danta fix what happened over LongNight.
When nothing comes, his focus is entirely on Danta again. “Hmm.” He says with a soft frown, shaking his head. “It is a shame. It would be easier if we had something to focus on and enact immediate justice… but.” Sighing, the butcher glances back toward the letter. “Vigilance is key, however difficult given it happened over LongNight.” Withdrawing slightly to pinch the bridge of his nose, the butcher exhales a soft sigh of frustration.
“Come, let’s get you dry and warm, mm?” Because he could at least fix this, if he couldn’t help Danta fix what happened over LongNight.
Astaroth
// it's the final sound you hear as you descend to hell //
