I wanna run against the world that's turning
Danta surrenders the bandages without a fuss, though he doesn't yet pull his shirt over his head, hands fussing instead at the rings on his fingers. His tail flits fretfully at the tip, one heel kicking back against the desk, and the sigh he releases is all unfettered relief as the butcher speaks. "He just... ugh, I dunno," he grumbles, raking bloody hands back through his hair and streaking it red.
"He wanted me to put a good memory into this glass ball thing for Flora's birthday, and he didn't like the memory I chose I guess." The Maverick likely doesn't need to clarify the nature of said memory with Asta considering all they know about one another. "He just got real prickly about the idea of fucking other people when you're in love with someone. Said that if I loved you then you should be enough, and I just..."
Swearing under his breath and looking up at the butcher at last, Danta's gaze is dark, troubled. "Do you want me to stop? It doesn't mean anything to me. It's not the same as how things are with us, but..." But if it means you feel like you aren't enough, I'll do it.
"He wanted me to put a good memory into this glass ball thing for Flora's birthday, and he didn't like the memory I chose I guess." The Maverick likely doesn't need to clarify the nature of said memory with Asta considering all they know about one another. "He just got real prickly about the idea of fucking other people when you're in love with someone. Said that if I loved you then you should be enough, and I just..."
Swearing under his breath and looking up at the butcher at last, Danta's gaze is dark, troubled. "Do you want me to stop? It doesn't mean anything to me. It's not the same as how things are with us, but..." But if it means you feel like you aren't enough, I'll do it.
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.
