sometimes you gotta backstab a motherfucker

you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself

"Mm, I bet it's quite a lot to have to pack your life up forever and move somewhere completely different," Danta says with a gentle furrow of his brow, never having properly considered it before. "I never really had much than what I could carry with me, so it wasn't much of an issue. Hopefully all of it makes its way down here safely though, him included." Leaning in to munch on the watermelon garnish from his cocktail (it's a skill with both hands full, alright), he almost chokes around his laughter at Flora's next comment about Mateo.

"Well, what a relief," he says, grinning across at her. "And I wouldn't say no to extending the vacation a little, so long as we're gone before Leafchange. I can tell you from experience last year that no one will want to be too close to Asta for a bit then."

Danta leans back against Flora as they stroll through the sun dappled halls and out towards the pool area, the scent of watermelon from their cocktails and jasmine hanging in the air. "Thanks," he says, his own voice softening somewhat. "I like to think I've got a thick skin, but I'm not invincible. No one is."

Dantalion

I'll break it to you easy, this is hell