storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"So had I until I was thinking about the bar. She drank us under the table - I don't know where she put it all." Danta scoffs. The height difference alone should have given them an advantage, but Charlie was absolutely the last woman standing that night. "I'll see if she wants to come and hang out with us in a few days - give her a chance to get over the festival." Because while they might have caused drama and left early, he has no doubt that the little priestess remained and had the time of her life, rain or no rain.
Arching an eyebrow as he feels Asta pull away a bit, at first Danta thinks he's suggested something the butcher disagrees with. When he sees the first glint of that cheshire grin, though, his smile is easy and immediate, the Maverick elbowing him playfully in the ribs for good measure. "Well," he says with a haughty lift of his chin, "I am notoriously good at bouncing back from these sorts of things, you know."
Gaze softening a little, he does shift enough to roll over and blanket the other man, brushing his nose against Asta's. "I may have had quite a bit of help, though," he admits. From you, if that wasn't obvious.
Arching an eyebrow as he feels Asta pull away a bit, at first Danta thinks he's suggested something the butcher disagrees with. When he sees the first glint of that cheshire grin, though, his smile is easy and immediate, the Maverick elbowing him playfully in the ribs for good measure. "Well," he says with a haughty lift of his chin, "I am notoriously good at bouncing back from these sorts of things, you know."
Gaze softening a little, he does shift enough to roll over and blanket the other man, brushing his nose against Asta's. "I may have had quite a bit of help, though," he admits. From you, if that wasn't obvious.
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
