kick back a little just to watch and see
"It fell," Danta repeats with a shit-eating grin, disbelief written all over his expression, though clearly he has no qualms with them taking ownership of the maybe-stolen tropical snack. Sipping at his own drink - a little sweet, a lot tart, and with the heat from the chili rim - and sitting himself up properly, he examines the pineapple that Asta places between them and shrugs. "Why not?" he chirps, setting his drink down and rummaging again in his bag of holding before emerging with the sharp blade most often found in his boot.
Where people might call Asta the butcher due to his meticulous skill with blades and flesh, Danta is a butcher in a much more derogatory way; the pineapple is hacked into rather than cut, and his fingers are sticky with the juice as he tears a chunk of the fruit away, offering it up for Asta to take with a smirk. "Are you regretting asking me to do this yet?" he asks sweetly.
Where people might call Asta the butcher due to his meticulous skill with blades and flesh, Danta is a butcher in a much more derogatory way; the pineapple is hacked into rather than cut, and his fingers are sticky with the juice as he tears a chunk of the fruit away, offering it up for Asta to take with a smirk. "Are you regretting asking me to do this yet?" he asks sweetly.
Dantalion
getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
