you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Ah, yes. Astaroth's adventures around Caido - of course," Danta recalls, a smile curling across his lips as he shifts and adjusts to ensure he's comfortable - though with the butcher's hands still lingering on him, there's very little for him to complain about at all. Hearing Rayla's name has him raising his eyebrows, though (it's still strange for the Maverick to imagine all that went on around him in The Climb while he was, for the most part, leashed and locked away), and he hums a note of curiosity.
Curiosity that only sharpens - albeit at whatever Asta is rummaging around to get - as the butcher continues. "Mm, you are a stickler for consent," he agrees fondly, before something glittering and ivory comes into his line of sight. "Where in Caido did you get that?" Danta breathes, clearly delighted, and he remains perfectly still and obedient to allow the other man to arrange it around his neck and across his shoulders.
Only once he's finished does Danta turn to show him, tilting his head. "I'm not sure this is ballroom appropriate," he says (especially since he's still not wearing pants), but he's absolutely not complaining.
Curiosity that only sharpens - albeit at whatever Asta is rummaging around to get - as the butcher continues. "Mm, you are a stickler for consent," he agrees fondly, before something glittering and ivory comes into his line of sight. "Where in Caido did you get that?" Danta breathes, clearly delighted, and he remains perfectly still and obedient to allow the other man to arrange it around his neck and across his shoulders.
Only once he's finished does Danta turn to show him, tilting his head. "I'm not sure this is ballroom appropriate," he says (especially since he's still not wearing pants), but he's absolutely not complaining.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
