// you knew who I was //
"However it looks, if it means we can get away with our choice of outfit to this masquerade, I'll do whatever it takes," Danta says with a fiendish smirk; he's not above telling on a god to a bigger, better god to get what he wants, evidently. Surrendering the fabrics to Asta and willingly stepping into the cradle of his arm, he tilts his head mischievously up towards him. "Mm, your luck has been quite good lately," he agrees, voice dropping to a velvet whisper. "Let's hope your run of good fortune continues tonight, yes?"
As for his never-ending preening, Asta receives a good natured thwack against his middle for the comment - it is entirely necessary preening, Danta will have him know - and he hums a note of approval to hear about the antler additions. "I'm surprised you didn't want to go for something a little more plain, so you could let your horns and your haunt do the hard work," he admits, letting the other man release him in lieu of finding his own fabrics.
Whilst he rummages in the premade racks as well, Danta does find a fabric for his vest - dark and silken and beautifully embroidered with golden thread - and soon steps up to join the butcher again.
"I think, given how the season is being so unkind to you, that your own comfort is paramount," he informs him, stepping in close to reach up and fix his hair neatly back behind his horns. "What kind of scandalous are you thinking? I have some lovely mesh shirts you could borrow. Or we could deck you out in chain jewellery and nothing more." It's enough to make his mouth water just thinking about it.
As for his never-ending preening, Asta receives a good natured thwack against his middle for the comment - it is entirely necessary preening, Danta will have him know - and he hums a note of approval to hear about the antler additions. "I'm surprised you didn't want to go for something a little more plain, so you could let your horns and your haunt do the hard work," he admits, letting the other man release him in lieu of finding his own fabrics.
Whilst he rummages in the premade racks as well, Danta does find a fabric for his vest - dark and silken and beautifully embroidered with golden thread - and soon steps up to join the butcher again.
"I think, given how the season is being so unkind to you, that your own comfort is paramount," he informs him, stepping in close to reach up and fix his hair neatly back behind his horns. "What kind of scandalous are you thinking? I have some lovely mesh shirts you could borrow. Or we could deck you out in chain jewellery and nothing more." It's enough to make his mouth water just thinking about it.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
