// smile like you mean it //
A very dramatic gasp is inhaled, his dark brows lifting toward his widow's peak before he answers. “Speak for yourself!” Comes the playful chime, his dramatics softening for the laugh that bubbles from his chest. As she speaks next, though, his point is precisely what he’s trying to get at. Random, playful sexscapades that the butcher is very much not interested in.
As evidenced over and over again before he and Danta were together, from the multitudes of denials he’d made to the workers that knocked upon his door at the Dusklight. Still, he shrugs lightly as he peers up at her still, snorting a little to catch the gist. “Well, let me say that communication is vastly important.”
He takes the conch shell as Thal offers it, satisfied with his answer. And he can see her excitement light her up like she was made of fireflies, so it’s with a carefully indifferent shift to his face that the butcher places the conch shell to his pierced ear, hearing it clink against the metal.
Listening to it for a few moments, he snorts with a hint of surprise, brows lifting slightly as his dark gaze snaps to her. “Hmm.” Comes the playful start of the answer, pulling the conch shell away briefly to listen to the ocean before he replaces it to listen. “It truly does sound like it, no?” He chuckles.
As evidenced over and over again before he and Danta were together, from the multitudes of denials he’d made to the workers that knocked upon his door at the Dusklight. Still, he shrugs lightly as he peers up at her still, snorting a little to catch the gist. “Well, let me say that communication is vastly important.”
He takes the conch shell as Thal offers it, satisfied with his answer. And he can see her excitement light her up like she was made of fireflies, so it’s with a carefully indifferent shift to his face that the butcher places the conch shell to his pierced ear, hearing it clink against the metal.
Listening to it for a few moments, he snorts with a hint of surprise, brows lifting slightly as his dark gaze snaps to her. “Hmm.” Comes the playful start of the answer, pulling the conch shell away briefly to listen to the ocean before he replaces it to listen. “It truly does sound like it, no?” He chuckles.
Astaroth
// take a chance and you could seize it //
