// standing, stomping in the damage and the ruins of a slip of tongue //
Infinitely pleased – because Asta absolutely thinks that he’s chock full of fine and good ideas with plenty to spare, he can’t help but to flash his grin back at the Maverick as he keeps him tucked into his side on their approach to the table. Only parting enough to snag food and snacks, specifically focusing on grabbing some of the dried meats and more savory bites. Not for him, of course, but it seems Dantalion has his hands laden with all the things the butcher preferred. It was only fair he do the same.
“I think we have quite a nice spread.” He murmurs, glancing to the plate in his hand that’s harboring a savory charcuterie of choices – meats and cheeses and the crisp crunch of peppery crackers. Once they’ve settled in beneath the gnarled tree, however, the butcher happily offers a bite of the cracker with the meat to his lover as he takes the opportunity to glance over at whom the Maverick is talking about.
And gods, he’d know that look anywhere. Amusement flickers with the curl of his lip at the sight of Remi and Ronin before his attention is fully on his lover. “What a relief. And here I was thinking I had the worst, murdery look in my eyes in the party.” He would if he utilized his haunt, he supposes, but he would never dare to touch more of it than the friendly smiling shadow that hangs on the tree trunk behind them, staring lovingly at Danta the entire time.
“I think we have quite a nice spread.” He murmurs, glancing to the plate in his hand that’s harboring a savory charcuterie of choices – meats and cheeses and the crisp crunch of peppery crackers. Once they’ve settled in beneath the gnarled tree, however, the butcher happily offers a bite of the cracker with the meat to his lover as he takes the opportunity to glance over at whom the Maverick is talking about.
And gods, he’d know that look anywhere. Amusement flickers with the curl of his lip at the sight of Remi and Ronin before his attention is fully on his lover. “What a relief. And here I was thinking I had the worst, murdery look in my eyes in the party.” He would if he utilized his haunt, he supposes, but he would never dare to touch more of it than the friendly smiling shadow that hangs on the tree trunk behind them, staring lovingly at Danta the entire time.
Astaroth
// with tragic consequences, i think that we've all made our gravest mistakes //
