// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
That's exactly what Danta means, in fact, and as Deimos assures him that he'll be more appreciative of the bag of holding when he knows its true capabilities, the Maverick can only incline his head in humble agreement. In the meantime, with the cage full of snakes secured and the hissing purple coils of joy informing them accordingly about their entrapment, he happily surrenders the enclosure back to the Sword to put away.
Brushing his hands off against his pants and rolling his shoulders, he glances around in case there are a few lingering serpents to fight and scorch and perhaps yeet into the undergrowth. Finding nothing, though, he quells that sense of chaos in his blood. "Mm? Well, she deserves it. Surprising, I know, but I do not make her job all that easy." With a fiendish wink, he turns back the way they came and stretches his arms above his head.
"Nothing here, no. I'll be stopping further in town, though, before heading to Torchline. We should do this again soon - it was fun." He grins.
Brushing his hands off against his pants and rolling his shoulders, he glances around in case there are a few lingering serpents to fight and scorch and perhaps yeet into the undergrowth. Finding nothing, though, he quells that sense of chaos in his blood. "Mm? Well, she deserves it. Surprising, I know, but I do not make her job all that easy." With a fiendish wink, he turns back the way they came and stretches his arms above his head.
"Nothing here, no. I'll be stopping further in town, though, before heading to Torchline. We should do this again soon - it was fun." He grins.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
