in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Settling beside Asta as he starts to explain the reason behind his tardiness, Danta is left near reeling by the story that comes tumbling out, blinking up at the other man as if waiting for the next insane chapter to unveil itself. He doesn't know what a Villi is or what makes it spectral, only that to hear of it being void touched has a muscle tightening in his jaw. "You destroyed it but not before it got hold of you, by the look of it," he says, feather light fingers brushing across the dry blood on his shirt, blue eyes flicking down towards the singed fabric of his pants.
Glancing only briefly at the weird little rag Asta produces, it's only the not knowing of it that stops him from putting his hands all over the other man to check he's in one piece. "You're alright?" he asks, glancing towards the hatch that will take them belowdecks. "I got us a cabin, since the journey back is so long," he mutters. "You don't mind if we go down, do you?" Suddenly having so many people around while having to swallow this news is more than Danta thinks he can handle.
Glancing only briefly at the weird little rag Asta produces, it's only the not knowing of it that stops him from putting his hands all over the other man to check he's in one piece. "You're alright?" he asks, glancing towards the hatch that will take them belowdecks. "I got us a cabin, since the journey back is so long," he mutters. "You don't mind if we go down, do you?" Suddenly having so many people around while having to swallow this news is more than Danta thinks he can handle.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
