I wanna run against the world that's turning
"...Allowed to do?" Danta says slowly, something cool and curious melting into his gaze as he looks at Flora, his own bejewelled hands glittering with silver and gemstone as he reaches for the bottle to top up her wine (already, yes, this is starting to become tea-time in the non-traditional sense). "Mm, well... just let him know now if it bothers you," he says, topping his own glass off as well. "Being old-fashioned is endearing in a lot of ways, but that can wear off pretty quick with shit like this."
Raising his glass in a toast to the blood moon and her trickery, Danta nods to the Doubletake. "I think he will," he agrees with the quiet confidence of a man who had been there with Asta for the aftermath of the festival, awful as it had been at the time. Hearing that Flora has met their firecracker priestess, though, has him sitting up a fraction more, flashing her a fanged grin. "It's possible," he says; Charlie's adoration of flames is as fervent as any Ancient's. "But she's also a stickler for consent and making sure everyone's having a good time, so I wouldn't worry too much."
Taking a long sip of wine since his glass is now obnoxiously full and sinking back among the pillows as talk returns to his birthday, Danta bounces his eyebrows at her leadingly. "I have no idea what he has planned when it comes to a party or not, but I'm absolutely inclined to agree with you. And I'd be honoured if you were my party planner." He winks.
Raising his glass in a toast to the blood moon and her trickery, Danta nods to the Doubletake. "I think he will," he agrees with the quiet confidence of a man who had been there with Asta for the aftermath of the festival, awful as it had been at the time. Hearing that Flora has met their firecracker priestess, though, has him sitting up a fraction more, flashing her a fanged grin. "It's possible," he says; Charlie's adoration of flames is as fervent as any Ancient's. "But she's also a stickler for consent and making sure everyone's having a good time, so I wouldn't worry too much."
Taking a long sip of wine since his glass is now obnoxiously full and sinking back among the pillows as talk returns to his birthday, Danta bounces his eyebrows at her leadingly. "I have no idea what he has planned when it comes to a party or not, but I'm absolutely inclined to agree with you. And I'd be honoured if you were my party planner." He winks.
Dantalion
I'd move so fast that I'd outpace the dawn, I wanna be gone
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
