// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Still humming to himself, Danta has managed to unearth a chunk of emerald and a little cluster of quartz, taking himself over to a wall where he can see jagged pieces of aquamarine prodruding, ready for the taking. Only as he wraps his fingers around a plinth of crystal does he hear his name hit the air, his head turning quite slowly all things considered. Even recognising near instantly that it's Asta, the Maverick's smile is a beaming and far away thing, and he abandons the aquamarine to turn and gaze up at the butcher.
"I saw her," he whispers. "She came to speak to me properly. I saw her, Asta." And for the Maverick, it's truly like having paid an important visit to a parent. Orphaned as he was at an age too young to remember his parent's faces, to say that Dygra has been the closest thing to a mother for Danta is an understatement. "She told me how to help the Grounds. Or how to help anywhere, if that is what we decide to do."
"I saw her," he whispers. "She came to speak to me properly. I saw her, Asta." And for the Maverick, it's truly like having paid an important visit to a parent. Orphaned as he was at an age too young to remember his parent's faces, to say that Dygra has been the closest thing to a mother for Danta is an understatement. "She told me how to help the Grounds. Or how to help anywhere, if that is what we decide to do."
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
