// but i'm weak, and what's wrong with that? //
"Well I figured if the fire is that hot then the wine would evaporate or the glass would shatter if we brought it with us," Danta says, managing to sound both audacious and entirely reasonable at the same time. "So if we carry it into the fire because we drank it, we're actually keeping it safe." So there, he might have added, but at that moment Asta is helping him out of the rest of his clothes and he's too busy mumbling his thanks to continue being a shithead.
Accepting the bottle to take a long swig from it as well, his eyes widen with glee at the other man's idea for the firepit cover. "Oh, I bet one of those bones we saw in Hak Etme would do it," he says, lowering the bottle and ruffling his hair back from his face. "And of course I meant it in a good way. You're very skilled at weird bone crafts, you know." Winking and taking another long drink from the bottle before handing it back, Danta finally makes a beeline for the fire.
Slouching into the hearth wearing nothing but his scars, he immediately seems to relax, sprawling back and stretching in the embers, wreathed in flame.
Accepting the bottle to take a long swig from it as well, his eyes widen with glee at the other man's idea for the firepit cover. "Oh, I bet one of those bones we saw in Hak Etme would do it," he says, lowering the bottle and ruffling his hair back from his face. "And of course I meant it in a good way. You're very skilled at weird bone crafts, you know." Winking and taking another long drink from the bottle before handing it back, Danta finally makes a beeline for the fire.
Slouching into the hearth wearing nothing but his scars, he immediately seems to relax, sprawling back and stretching in the embers, wreathed in flame.
Dantalion
// boy oh boy I love it when I fall for that //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
