all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"One day too many," Danta says with a huff, before taking a haughty bite of bacon to punctuate his point. He doesn't manage to complain much after that though, not through the satisfied hum that escapes his lips, and he sags into the pillows a little more. "The luckiest," he agrees, raising the bacon in a toast and following Asta's gaze through the gap in the drapes to the world outside. He scrunches his nose at the reminder of the snow, nodding.
"Must have started last night, there's already plenty on the ground," he agrees, absently reaching out with his free hand to brush his thumb across Asta's cheek, as if admiring the way the fire and the quiet, cool light from outside plays across his face. "But I've already got the fire up high, and everyone knows not to expect anything from us today. So you can rest and recover as much as you like."
"Must have started last night, there's already plenty on the ground," he agrees, absently reaching out with his free hand to brush his thumb across Asta's cheek, as if admiring the way the fire and the quiet, cool light from outside plays across his face. "But I've already got the fire up high, and everyone knows not to expect anything from us today. So you can rest and recover as much as you like."
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
