// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
Smiling to see the colours swirl up from the fire, Danta glances sidelong at Asta as he produces the sunstone, sparkling and gleaming in the light before he casts it into the flames as well. The embers swallow it up without destroying it, letting it twinkle much like the gems that glimmer in their own bonfire at home. "As have I," he says of the season, both to the butcher and to the representation of the Longheat deity, before he's leaning readily into his fiancé again and letting him lead them away back into the festivities.
"Mm?" Danta hasn't realised he'd let his eyes subconsciously drop to the ground the way they would have in days much, much older than these (subservience, yes, but also easier not to see what's on offer that isn't for him to touch), and he glances up at Asta at his question. "I..." He almost says it. Almost asks am I allowed? before crushing that part of him far down deep. Instead, it's with a decisive and very much performative nod that he agrees. "Yeah, I would," he says, leading them to the nearest stall.
It's one selling sugared donuts, as it happened, and with an almost absent wave hello to Deimos as he notices the other man, Danta orders himself two of the sweet treats - as well as whatever Asta wants, of course. "Issat Thalassa?" he asks around a mouthful of donut, brows furrowed deeply at the sight of a... blonde? near the bonfire.
"Mm?" Danta hasn't realised he'd let his eyes subconsciously drop to the ground the way they would have in days much, much older than these (subservience, yes, but also easier not to see what's on offer that isn't for him to touch), and he glances up at Asta at his question. "I..." He almost says it. Almost asks am I allowed? before crushing that part of him far down deep. Instead, it's with a decisive and very much performative nod that he agrees. "Yeah, I would," he says, leading them to the nearest stall.
It's one selling sugared donuts, as it happened, and with an almost absent wave hello to Deimos as he notices the other man, Danta orders himself two of the sweet treats - as well as whatever Asta wants, of course. "Issat Thalassa?" he asks around a mouthful of donut, brows furrowed deeply at the sight of a... blonde? near the bonfire.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
