// too many war wounds and not enough wars //
"Mm, well. Next time won't be quite as chaotic, I ought to hope. Not that I don't think Dygra would approve of what we did." Grinning and keeping his cocktail in his own lap to nurse, he reaches out with his free hand to let his fingers run across Asta's chest, as if tracing the pink lines of Flora's nails he knows sit beneath the fabric of his vest.
"Perhaps not as much as you think. She did mention an ice dragon," he says with a chuckle, taking mercy on the butcher and snagging his cocktail to offer it out for him to sip. That way he doesn't have to lean forward, and he can keep his hands on Danta where they belong. "Maybe we'll wake up as half-statues."
Wrinkling his nose at that idea but not seeming too worried - if anyone would free them from a stony prison, he believes it would be Flora - the Maverick sets both of their drinks back on the table and huffs out a long sigh, turning to nestle into the side of Asta's neck. "Now the only problem is staying awake until the end of the night."
"Perhaps not as much as you think. She did mention an ice dragon," he says with a chuckle, taking mercy on the butcher and snagging his cocktail to offer it out for him to sip. That way he doesn't have to lean forward, and he can keep his hands on Danta where they belong. "Maybe we'll wake up as half-statues."
Wrinkling his nose at that idea but not seeming too worried - if anyone would free them from a stony prison, he believes it would be Flora - the Maverick sets both of their drinks back on the table and huffs out a long sigh, turning to nestle into the side of Asta's neck. "Now the only problem is staying awake until the end of the night."
Dantalion
// too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
