all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
More than content for Asta to drape himself around him, Danta makes sure there's nothing left out that could potentially cause trouble if sneaky eyes and fingers were to get hold of it (not that they'd dare come back here) before turning them towards the door. "I do, don't I?" Grinning up at the butcher and letting his fingers drum gently along his hip as they head from the Backrooms and back into the Dusklight, the wash of heat and familiar noise is already enough to start thawing him out.
"First on the agenda is getting dinner in an icebox, which is going to make us briefly colder," he says apologetically, even as he leads them to the kitchens so Asta can deposit his victor's spoils. "Then I'm afraid to say so, but you're looking much less impeccable than usual." He nods down at the tear in Asta's pant leg and the blood speckling his shirt.
"So we'd best change those clothes, mm? I can also arrange a shot of liquor to put the fire back in your chest, if you like."
"First on the agenda is getting dinner in an icebox, which is going to make us briefly colder," he says apologetically, even as he leads them to the kitchens so Asta can deposit his victor's spoils. "Then I'm afraid to say so, but you're looking much less impeccable than usual." He nods down at the tear in Asta's pant leg and the blood speckling his shirt.
"So we'd best change those clothes, mm? I can also arrange a shot of liquor to put the fire back in your chest, if 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.
