Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Offering a roguish little bow as Elizabeth concedes to his appraisal of the ‘meathead’ situation, Danta straightens up and readjusts his footing as they move onto the pinnacle of this is how you punch. (AKA, about a tenth of what might actually happen in a fight should she ever get into one). ”Ah, don’t put yourself down,” he croons, ”maybe you’ll hit me in the face this time.”
Clearly he’s missed the part where she’d clarified that she was glad she hadn’t done such a thing, Danta instead watching with quiet delight as she goes to punch him again. Granted, yes, it is slow enough that it’s easily intercepted, but that’s all part of learning, right? Right?
And so, stepping in and to the side as Elizabeth’s arm extends, bringing them snug and close together, Danta catches her wrist and draws it back, as if to twist her arm behind her. ”It looks much more impressive when it’s at full speed,” he jokes, ”but feel free to use that one if anyone tries to throw a fist at you, yeah?”
Clearly he’s missed the part where she’d clarified that she was glad she hadn’t done such a thing, Danta instead watching with quiet delight as she goes to punch him again. Granted, yes, it is slow enough that it’s easily intercepted, but that’s all part of learning, right? Right?
And so, stepping in and to the side as Elizabeth’s arm extends, bringing them snug and close together, Danta catches her wrist and draws it back, as if to twist her arm behind her. ”It looks much more impressive when it’s at full speed,” he jokes, ”but feel free to use that one if anyone tries to throw a fist at you, yeah?”
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
