so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
Asta absolutely intends on gnawing on the bone when he’s done, just as Danta’s actions suggest, moving onto the other items he’d plucked to have a taste of all of them when Thalassa joins them. Politely waiting until he’s finished his bite, the butcher flashes her a bright smile. “This is our second year of indulging in the heat. It is lovely as always.” He informs her with a low rumble of a laugh and a knowing nod.
A hum of agreement passes the butcher’s lips as he considers the idea of cocktails for the moment, focusing otherwise on yet another piece of meat from his plate, dark gaze sliding toward Thalassa to hear what she thinks of the beach. He imagines it’s another day for her – though Torchline certainly had its perks for them this time of year. Perhaps she indulges a little bit more time amongst the heat like a lizard with a hot rock – just like Danta and he often did.
A hum of agreement passes the butcher’s lips as he considers the idea of cocktails for the moment, focusing otherwise on yet another piece of meat from his plate, dark gaze sliding toward Thalassa to hear what she thinks of the beach. He imagines it’s another day for her – though Torchline certainly had its perks for them this time of year. Perhaps she indulges a little bit more time amongst the heat like a lizard with a hot rock – just like Danta and he often did.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
