you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
Danta rings his bell and is surprised to hear it chime in strange harmony; thinking, at first, that this is some magic at play, it's only when a small voice pipes up that he realises the boy beside him has also taken advantage of the stall's offerings. "Yeah?" he says of it being 'fun', a smile creeping across his face wide enough to show one fang as he, too, lifts the bell to chime it again. "I guess it is. I was wondering what noise it would make if I dropped it."
The confession is an easy one to make, and evidently it doesn't matter if it's a child or a grown adult in his company; Danta's chaos changes for no one. But the kid poses a better idea, the Maverick lifting the crystal bell higher so he can admire the play of light through it. "I might," he admits. "Are you going to get that one?"
The confession is an easy one to make, and evidently it doesn't matter if it's a child or a grown adult in his company; Danta's chaos changes for no one. But the kid poses a better idea, the Maverick lifting the crystal bell higher so he can admire the play of light through it. "I might," he admits. "Are you going to get that one?"
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
