you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Mm, I don't know - I think between us you cut a much more intimidating figure," Danta reasons, breath hitching only slightly as they tumble down into the comfort of the makeshift den they'd created on that first day in the desert. "And I love it," he adds, in case there's any confusion. Whether he's taking the form of a gentleman butcher or blotting out the sun with a dragon's wingspan, Asta never fails to terrify and impress, and now that they're fighting on the same team, Danta is keen to encourage it at every opportunity.
Delivering as much fuss as he's able to while draped across the other man, the Maverick huffs out a surprised laugh when Asta (of course) twists to reverse their positions. He doesn't complain, not in the least, stretching out comfortably and reaching up to brush a thumb across the other man's cheek. "If it's all the same to you, I'd like to not leave the tent again for the next couple of days." He grins; by then, he knows, it will be time to pack up and head for home, and he doesn't try to disguise that small manipulation.
Delivering as much fuss as he's able to while draped across the other man, the Maverick huffs out a surprised laugh when Asta (of course) twists to reverse their positions. He doesn't complain, not in the least, stretching out comfortably and reaching up to brush a thumb across the other man's cheek. "If it's all the same to you, I'd like to not leave the tent again for the next couple of days." He grins; by then, he knows, it will be time to pack up and head for home, and he doesn't try to disguise that small manipulation.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
