// up above so, up above so quiet //
Snorting, allowing the affection to bloom through the creases of the smile lines in his face, Asta nods. “Yes. Last I spoke to her she was intending on testing him out without her around. So, perhaps it might not be too much longer. Hopefully she invites me, if that is the case.” The last part is quieter, an accented whisper for his lover’s ears only, before he lets that subject slide. Not that he’s opposed to it, of course, but the potential to try echo sharks is suddenly upon him and he feels as though he could be in the mood for that.
His dark honeyed gaze shifts from Danta’s shit-eating grin to his hand as he taps at the menu, and there in big beautiful bold letters, sits Shark Fin Special. Because of course it was there. He should have known. “Mm, so it seems they do.” It’s an almost exhausted tone, like he should have had the forethought to read the menu before bringing it up. “Shall we, then?” He asks, lifting his hand and tilting his attention to wave the waiter over so that they can order their meals and fill up for the rest of the trek home.
- FIN
His dark honeyed gaze shifts from Danta’s shit-eating grin to his hand as he taps at the menu, and there in big beautiful bold letters, sits Shark Fin Special. Because of course it was there. He should have known. “Mm, so it seems they do.” It’s an almost exhausted tone, like he should have had the forethought to read the menu before bringing it up. “Shall we, then?” He asks, lifting his hand and tilting his attention to wave the waiter over so that they can order their meals and fill up for the rest of the trek home.
- FIN
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
