all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"You will," Danta insists quietly, and he's already nodding at the barman for another brandy. The man can clock off for the night after this - there's no way the Maverick is trying to get upstairs with Asta, so they can take up the entire main floor for the evening. His house, his rules. "You made it home, so the hard part's over already." Smiling at the brandy that lands on the counter, Danta reaches out with his free hand to uncork the stopper from the medicine, tipping its entire contents into the liquor.
"Drink this and come with me," he says - it's the last demand he'll make of the butcher if only because he needs him to drag himself to his feet, but they won't have to go far. The Dusklight is filled with places to sit and lounge and lay about, and it's to one such alcove that he leads them, his hands gentle and guiding as he ushers Asta to sink down into the plush cushions.
"Is the mud thing dead?" he asks softly; a tiny saving grace to make the state of his lover at least marginally worth it.
"Drink this and come with me," he says - it's the last demand he'll make of the butcher if only because he needs him to drag himself to his feet, but they won't have to go far. The Dusklight is filled with places to sit and lounge and lay about, and it's to one such alcove that he leads them, his hands gentle and guiding as he ushers Asta to sink down into the plush cushions.
"Is the mud thing dead?" he asks softly; a tiny saving grace to make the state of his lover at least marginally worth it.
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
