...hello, christ? I'm 'bout to sin again
"I believe it," Danta purrs back, his fingers skating gently down the butcher's chest as he gets comfortable, as if to feel his voice rumble against his hand as well as everywhere else they touch. And he's quite content with his defiance of their fates until Asta goes and reminds him exactly what kind of story they were meant to be telling, prompting the Maverick to groan dramatically and roll his eyes. "Ugh, fine, we can both die together fighting the thing. I don't feel like either of us would tolerate being forced into servitude for long enough to go out in a murder-suicide."
A double-suicide in a fight to the death, though? They could probably manage that. "Oh, I bet we could also be killed by like... a yeti in a snowstorm," he ventures suddenly, scrunching his nose like he can already feel the cold nipping at them. "Though I don't know if the yeti would get us before the cold did. You're pretty good at navigating in that sort of weather, so I feel like the yeti would have to pick us off."
A double-suicide in a fight to the death, though? They could probably manage that. "Oh, I bet we could also be killed by like... a yeti in a snowstorm," he ventures suddenly, scrunching his nose like he can already feel the cold nipping at them. "Though I don't know if the yeti would get us before the cold did. You're pretty good at navigating in that sort of weather, so I feel like the yeti would have to pick us off."
Dantalion
i said i love you to that man but i'm not feelin' him
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
