// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
"Did I not already live through one in the Grounds at Deepfrost? You know, when we were driven into that little coffee shop because of all the snow?" Danta raises his eyebrows skeptically at Asta, though he already gets the impression that his definition of blizzard is entirely different to the native Halovian at his side. Tilting his head back and leaning comfortably into the other man as the sunset bleeds into a crystal clear night, the Maverick watches with nostalgia in his eyes as the old constellations blink to life.
"I didn't realise how different the sky was since we woke back up," he says softly; not that Danta can read the stars any better than he can read books, but there's still something comfortingly familiar about it. "I'm quite happy with things as they are," he assures the butcher, glancing back at him with a crooked smile. "Besides, it's probably the only night I'll ever spend like this in anywhere close to Halo, so I'm inclined to enjoy it. With food and wine, if that's also an option."
"I didn't realise how different the sky was since we woke back up," he says softly; not that Danta can read the stars any better than he can read books, but there's still something comfortingly familiar about it. "I'm quite happy with things as they are," he assures the butcher, glancing back at him with a crooked smile. "Besides, it's probably the only night I'll ever spend like this in anywhere close to Halo, so I'm inclined to enjoy it. With food and wine, if that's also an option."
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
