kick back a little just to watch and see
"Very much so," Danta purrs, bouncing his eyebrows over the top of the crate he's got clutched to his chest. "I look forward to putting my hands all over it. Later." The last part feels utterly like a necessity these days, and he breezes by Asta to set another box down. The deckhand, bless his soul, tries to engage them both in friendly conversation, and Danta is happy to oblige from a distance (just in case) though he leaves the butcher to his work.
And he's quick and thorough with it, to Asta's credit, hauling the crates much more quickly than Danta, though the Maverick is all smiles as he snags the last crate from this part of the dock. "I thought you would prefer to know when we were all done. Motivation and all that," he chirps, stretching his arms above his head once they are finally able to stop.
"You're a horny stag," he tells him proudly. "It's your feirw shift that's making you crazy. Not so surprising, given that you've always had antlers to headbutt people with."
And he's quick and thorough with it, to Asta's credit, hauling the crates much more quickly than Danta, though the Maverick is all smiles as he snags the last crate from this part of the dock. "I thought you would prefer to know when we were all done. Motivation and all that," he chirps, stretching his arms above his head once they are finally able to stop.
"You're a horny stag," he tells him proudly. "It's your feirw shift that's making you crazy. Not so surprising, given that you've always had antlers to headbutt people with."
Dantalion
getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
