// day breaks sorrow //
He hadn’t been at his best during the constructing of the Wilding House, but he had been there at least. Even if half of the time he wanted to devour anyone that crossed his and Danta’s path. Luckily, Flora had kept them together enough that he could make it through the majority of their tasks without too many issues. But he nods to the follow up answer, that he’d done some reading up on Ancients and as he sips from the hot, black coffee, the butcher’s head inclines with a nod. “We do not, that is true. It is helping immensely.” His voice drops with a low hum of gratitude, his ashen tipped tail still dipping into the fire.
And that’s when he realizes he’s been blabbing, but he isn’t quite drunk enough to miss the way Niki’s cheeks color with the question – filtering that thought away for later Asta to think about. “He is, yes.” He hums, perking up a little to go and look around the area for the familiar handsome splash of gold and flashing glints of rainbows and jewelry. “He is mingling at the moment.” Sinking back down enough to offer his own abilities for the Abandoned to practice.
“Ah, yes, that sounds perfect. Perhaps I can show you some of my other projects as well.” His grin slants a little more playful – already imagining a perfect one he’d made without a place for it to go that might fit perfectly with Niki’s choice of décor – not that he knows what he decorates like, but he’s sure he could find a way to make it work.
And that’s when he realizes he’s been blabbing, but he isn’t quite drunk enough to miss the way Niki’s cheeks color with the question – filtering that thought away for later Asta to think about. “He is, yes.” He hums, perking up a little to go and look around the area for the familiar handsome splash of gold and flashing glints of rainbows and jewelry. “He is mingling at the moment.” Sinking back down enough to offer his own abilities for the Abandoned to practice.
“Ah, yes, that sounds perfect. Perhaps I can show you some of my other projects as well.” His grin slants a little more playful – already imagining a perfect one he’d made without a place for it to go that might fit perfectly with Niki’s choice of décor – not that he knows what he decorates like, but he’s sure he could find a way to make it work.
Astaroth
// and i still feel the edge of this cold knife //
