— frozen grounds and leafless trees
“Hmmm.” Asta drawls, devouring the slice of meat after handing the mouse to the Maverick, watching the delight and outrage flicker across his face. It sparks the twitch of his smile to widen, watching as he sets it down in the nest of blankets and offers it cheese. He laughs warmly, taking the moment to sip from his tea as Danta thinks.
And perhaps it’s his exhausted mind that hadn’t drawn to foxes but instead to a bird of some kind, that sparks the realization and connection in his mind to grin back at him. “I will happily help you create them if it helps her mood.” He drawls, snagging another piece of meat before he devours it and settles in, eyes falling to the origami mouse as he mulls over what she’s said. “How are you..? After your busy season, that is.” He probes softly, feeling a bit better with the tea and food to settle in his stomach – though it stretches the fingers of exhaustion even deeper through him. His gaze flits up from the mouse to study his lover's face, as if he might be able to latch onto anything that he isn't going to say verbally (despite Danta very rarely doing such a thing).
And perhaps it’s his exhausted mind that hadn’t drawn to foxes but instead to a bird of some kind, that sparks the realization and connection in his mind to grin back at him. “I will happily help you create them if it helps her mood.” He drawls, snagging another piece of meat before he devours it and settles in, eyes falling to the origami mouse as he mulls over what she’s said. “How are you..? After your busy season, that is.” He probes softly, feeling a bit better with the tea and food to settle in his stomach – though it stretches the fingers of exhaustion even deeper through him. His gaze flits up from the mouse to study his lover's face, as if he might be able to latch onto anything that he isn't going to say verbally (despite Danta very rarely doing such a thing).
Astaroth
the woods will haunt you like a frigid breeze —
