I wanna run against the world that's turning
"All of our vacations are perfect in their own way," Danta says with a crooked smile, more than content to continue to leech heat from the butcher and to keep him sequestered away in his office until they decide to either go back to work or surrender themselves to a Longheat afternoon. (Honestly, the latter is looking very likely). "The trail I... oh fuck, right." Glancing down towards his arm, now bandages and free of blood for the most part, the reminde that it had been dripping from his fingers is a distant one.
"Oh, I bet. I imagine the crowds parted for you like a knife through butter." he almost wishes he could have been there to see it. Instead, tipping his head up to smile towards Asta, Danta arches an inquisitive brow. "Were you busy? Because if you weren't I bet we could head out and get mimosas. I just need a change of shirt."
"Oh, I bet. I imagine the crowds parted for you like a knife through butter." he almost wishes he could have been there to see it. Instead, tipping his head up to smile towards Asta, Danta arches an inquisitive brow. "Were you busy? Because if you weren't I bet we could head out and get mimosas. I just need a change of shirt."
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.
