// but i'm weak, and what's wrong with that? //
If it's possible for a lava wyrm to look smug then Danta manages it in spades, waiting until Asta has wisely retreated (because he is so fierce, obviously) before he gets back to ensuring the space is dry and spider free. When the butcher returns a second time, the Maverick has shifted back onto two feet at least, straightening up and sweeping off his pants. "Look at you, all clever and shadowy and shit," he purrs, swatting Asta playfully with the tip of his tail as he meanders past.
"I'll bring the bundles to you if you want to focus on stacking them. You know I'd just pile them any old way, and then blame people for being clumsy if the whole thing falls on them." Which, apparently, is not what they want to happen. So Danta carts each bundle of logs into the storeroom, setting them down beside Asta so he can decide where to put them, and soon enough it's a nice little system they've got going on. "I can't believe the delivery came in the middle of a fucking blizzard," he mutters as they work, evidently still not over than particular injustice.
"I'll bring the bundles to you if you want to focus on stacking them. You know I'd just pile them any old way, and then blame people for being clumsy if the whole thing falls on them." Which, apparently, is not what they want to happen. So Danta carts each bundle of logs into the storeroom, setting them down beside Asta so he can decide where to put them, and soon enough it's a nice little system they've got going on. "I can't believe the delivery came in the middle of a fucking blizzard," he mutters as they work, evidently still not over than particular injustice.
Dantalion
// boy oh boy I love it when I fall for that //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
