// seven, six, five, four, three, two, one //
“Precisely, darling.” Content that his friend gets it, the grin he shoots her way is playful and vibrant even if he can see through her bullshit, and only when she flashes her mock innocence at him despite the shit eating grin that follows after has Asta laughing warmly in amusement. “Mhm, of course not.” He practically trills, pretending to take her at her word. He’d still do it, though, if only because he’s sure he could use the practice and if there was one person he knows wouldn’t be too judgmental about his abilities aside from Danta and Flora, it would be her.
As Sicarius settles around his shoulders now, the Butcher sees the way his denial doesn’t land the way he wants it to, and he can’t help the way he rolls his eyes playfully. He doesn’t comment on it, not as they turn to walk toward the woods, and all the while his ear is leaning toward her in order to aptly listen and pay attention to the news she has to share.
Not quite as interesting doesn’t mean not interesting, and he listens with rapt attention. “Oh? Is that so?” He asks, raising a brow down at her, smirking. “A strange idea, but admirable I suppose.” It couldn’t be him starting a new region, too interested in his creature comforts these days to try and stake out a new life. Besides, with Danta ruling the Grounds, why would he want to be anywhere else? “What is the quest for?” He asks, wondering if he could help in any way.
As Sicarius settles around his shoulders now, the Butcher sees the way his denial doesn’t land the way he wants it to, and he can’t help the way he rolls his eyes playfully. He doesn’t comment on it, not as they turn to walk toward the woods, and all the while his ear is leaning toward her in order to aptly listen and pay attention to the news she has to share.
Not quite as interesting doesn’t mean not interesting, and he listens with rapt attention. “Oh? Is that so?” He asks, raising a brow down at her, smirking. “A strange idea, but admirable I suppose.” It couldn’t be him starting a new region, too interested in his creature comforts these days to try and stake out a new life. Besides, with Danta ruling the Grounds, why would he want to be anywhere else? “What is the quest for?” He asks, wondering if he could help in any way.
Astaroth
// everybody's got a name, everybody's got a number //
