burned me up and down

// you knew who I was //

"I'm of the opinion that you can be plenty entertaining without having to lose a few braincells," Danta says with mock-haughtiness, because Dygra knows he's been guilty of more than one stupid (and hilarious) decision in his time. Raising his eyebrows to hear ex-boyfriend and best friend tossed into the mix, the Maverick's gaze is wicked but his expression is playfully sympathetic, and he gives Asta's knee a gentle squeeze; if anyone knows the pains of desperately wanting to date each other but apparently just aren't, it's them.

"Well, since I'll be acquainting myself with Vesper and Caly anyway soon enough, maybe I should ask them to make a cocktail each for those two lovebirds and say they ordered it for each other," he says - just call him Cupid and be done with it, hey?

But anyway - back to catching fire, something Danta is always on board for, especially as he feels Asta press in closer against him. Leaning casually into the butcher and letting out a low whistle to be reminded of another such incendiary night, he casts his gaze fleetingly out towards the bar before it returns right back to Flora. "It's a shame if you think about it," he says. "Things might have ended up so much hotter if we'd all been in a better state." And he knows very much from experience how smoking both the butcher and the Doubletake can be on their own.

Dantalion

// with every step that I ran to you //