// tell me i'm forgiven, say you'll always be mine //
By now it is a little expectant that the butcher would seek out a kiss to nullify anything else Danta might have to harbor outrage about. It’s the mask of faux confidence that the Maverick knows all too well that’s perhaps the only shield as he explains what’s expected, and that’s purely based off of his research. To experience it, the tingling was not described – a strange sensation despite how Danta’s touch is warm against the slowly growing numb stone space of his arm.
“No, not quite our usual stone.” He admits with a soft sigh, letting the arm that harbors the petrified bite wrap around Danta while his other hoists the bag over his shoulder to keep the Maverick close. “What kind of gratitude would you wish to receive?” He asks, glancing over at his lover with a smirk, doing absolutely nothing for the fire that continues to rage despite how they walk away from it, leaving it behind to take the path they’d used to get here to get back to the skyship.
Nodding with the mention of Torchline, though, he immediately latches onto it. “Torchline for the fountain water and for the ship back to the Grounds, yes?” A quick trip, hopefully, because the butcher has found he wants nothing more than to curl up in their own bed for a night.
“No, not quite our usual stone.” He admits with a soft sigh, letting the arm that harbors the petrified bite wrap around Danta while his other hoists the bag over his shoulder to keep the Maverick close. “What kind of gratitude would you wish to receive?” He asks, glancing over at his lover with a smirk, doing absolutely nothing for the fire that continues to rage despite how they walk away from it, leaving it behind to take the path they’d used to get here to get back to the skyship.
Nodding with the mention of Torchline, though, he immediately latches onto it. “Torchline for the fountain water and for the ship back to the Grounds, yes?” A quick trip, hopefully, because the butcher has found he wants nothing more than to curl up in their own bed for a night.
Astaroth
// say that everything is over, tell me i'm fine //
