...hello, christ? I'm 'bout to sin again
"Your definition of luck and mine are very different," Danta says with a crooked grin, though even if three of the villi had been a bad omen, it doesn't appear to have caused them any lingering problems. Following Deimos's gaze across to the Barrows in the distance, he nods absently. "That's one of the things that definitely hasn't changed," he agrees. It was the same before he'd been stone, and he imagines it will be the same long after he's gone. "Would you want to be buried in one of those things?" he wonders absently, wrinkling his nose at the distant tombs.
Tearing his gaze away so he might focus back on Deimos, clearly relief is a foreign concept for them both, because the Maverick looks honestly surprised at the other man's offer. Not just that he has time to focus on things that aren't arguably life-or-death now, but that he'd remembered their previous conversation. "I absolutely won't say no, if there's one going." He grins. "...Thanks. That's really generous of you."
Tearing his gaze away so he might focus back on Deimos, clearly relief is a foreign concept for them both, because the Maverick looks honestly surprised at the other man's offer. Not just that he has time to focus on things that aren't arguably life-or-death now, but that he'd remembered their previous conversation. "I absolutely won't say no, if there's one going." He grins. "...Thanks. That's really generous of you."
Dantalion
i said i love you to that man but i'm not feelin' him
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
