// you knew who I was //
"Oho, don't threaten me with a good time," Danta says through a rich and all too pleased laugh. Having a cocktail named after him is too good an opportunity to pass up, and rest assured he'll be making many Mavericks for the remainder of their stay, and they'll start to appear on the Dusklight menu when they return as well. Settling in against the Butcher's side to share his warmth and gaze up at the sky where he indicates, Danta doesn't try to hide how he relaxes as Asta starts to speak.
He doesn't know when it has become an ingrained habit - whether it's having the other man read to him so often or simply associating the low rumble of his accent with comfort and warmth, but either way, the constellations become something almost living as he explains them. Los sabuesos is something he mouths to himself, not daring to give the word sound because it won't be the same as when Asta says it, but he grins as he tries to squint to look at the dogs in the stars.
"You're so fucking clever," he whispers, a casual hand resting atop Asta's thigh. "Does it help, knowing you can find the old constellations again, even if they've moved a bit?"
He doesn't know when it has become an ingrained habit - whether it's having the other man read to him so often or simply associating the low rumble of his accent with comfort and warmth, but either way, the constellations become something almost living as he explains them. Los sabuesos is something he mouths to himself, not daring to give the word sound because it won't be the same as when Asta says it, but he grins as he tries to squint to look at the dogs in the stars.
"You're so fucking clever," he whispers, a casual hand resting atop Asta's thigh. "Does it help, knowing you can find the old constellations again, even if they've moved a bit?"
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
