storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"...I hope so," Danta says softly of the Dusklight, frowning as he considers it with more thought than expected, the Maverick leaning into the cradle of Asta's hand against his cheek. "And I'm sorry, too. Maybe we just need to make an effort to fill it with better memories. It's a brothel, for fuck's sake - it should be all good memories." Smirking and turning his head to affectionately nip at Asta's thumb, he lets out a long sigh and burrows himself back in against the butcher's neck.
Not just a brothel, even - the Dusklight is his home and his office and a place to let off steam. It's exactly the place he'd meant for it to be, and while in a moment of drunken crisis it had felt like the worst place in the world, he's not ready by far to be done with it. "This was a good idea, though," he adds, voice barely beyond a whisper. "Not going back there just this second. You did everything right."
Not just a brothel, even - the Dusklight is his home and his office and a place to let off steam. It's exactly the place he'd meant for it to be, and while in a moment of drunken crisis it had felt like the worst place in the world, he's not ready by far to be done with it. "This was a good idea, though," he adds, voice barely beyond a whisper. "Not going back there just this second. You did everything right."
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
