you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
Not many people, no - but there's always someone. And the someone in question today is just ducking out of the building Aithne has taken shelter beneath, immediately putting up a large and jaunty umbrella decorated with little glotters chasing sparkles of gold. Danta has come more prepared to the Inner Quarter today; along with his umbrella he's got a red raincoat with a wide hood and a pair of calf-high boots to keep off the worst of the mud.
As for the building, it happens to be a bakery, which explains the paper bag he carries with him and the faint scent of sweet pastries that drifts in his wake. Scrunching his nose up at the downpour, he skirts around one of the deeper puddles - consequently taking him closer to Aithne - and finally hops over a smaller one to get onto the street itself, tail lashing its annoyance.
As for the building, it happens to be a bakery, which explains the paper bag he carries with him and the faint scent of sweet pastries that drifts in his wake. Scrunching his nose up at the downpour, he skirts around one of the deeper puddles - consequently taking him closer to Aithne - and finally hops over a smaller one to get onto the street itself, tail lashing its annoyance.
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
