// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
"Like a man," Danta corrects for her - like a rational human being instead of a man. And it's an easy thing to do, when he isn't aware that Jack likely counts as something much more contrary and cerebral than that. "Either way, hopefully some distance and time is enough for him to start properly pining for you as he should," he adds unaware of course of the literal star fuckery he's doing instead.
Raising his eyebrows and sipping at his drink, the Maverick sits up on his stool and pauses only as the bartender sets a tray of fruit and cheeses and honey before them, in case they feel like snacking while getting wasted. "Flora, as if anyone could get bored with you," he objects. "And if he does, I happen to know there's a big cannon installed on top of the Spire, here. I'll shoot him with it for you."
Snorting and shaking his head, he reaches out to grab an apple slice drizzled with honey. "Your understanding and discretion are appreciated," he says warmly, nudging her back with his shoulder. As for how he and the butcher are getting on, Danta's expression softens and he smiles around his apple slice.
"Good," he says honestly, licking the honey from his thumb before his hand strays to his right forearm and his brow furrows a little. "We have our ups and downs, granted. But... good, overall."
Raising his eyebrows and sipping at his drink, the Maverick sits up on his stool and pauses only as the bartender sets a tray of fruit and cheeses and honey before them, in case they feel like snacking while getting wasted. "Flora, as if anyone could get bored with you," he objects. "And if he does, I happen to know there's a big cannon installed on top of the Spire, here. I'll shoot him with it for you."
Snorting and shaking his head, he reaches out to grab an apple slice drizzled with honey. "Your understanding and discretion are appreciated," he says warmly, nudging her back with his shoulder. As for how he and the butcher are getting on, Danta's expression softens and he smiles around his apple slice.
"Good," he says honestly, licking the honey from his thumb before his hand strays to his right forearm and his brow furrows a little. "We have our ups and downs, granted. But... good, overall."
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
