storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"Hey now, I only said I'd try," Danta says with a grin, falling quiet to let the waitress take their order and letting his hand rest casually atop Asta's thigh. He can feel exhaustion starting to tug at his bones already, but it has warmed into a pleasant tiredness associated with good food, great company and fine wine, and hopefully by the time it comes to head back to Wildering House he'll be more inclined towards a good night's sleep.
He's just leaning in to smooch a kiss from Asta's cheek when he leans across to grab a bib of all things, Danta's brow furrowing to see the Butcher reaching to tie it about his neck. "Hot butter will hardly burn me--" he begins, but by then Asta is sitting back and Danta can see his dancing chef lobster. Scoffing out a laugh and plucking at the bib, he raises his eyebrows playfully, clearly delighted by it. "Is this what you think of me?" he wants to know, already reaching for another bib for his fiance.
Asta's is decorated with a large cartoon crab with the words LET'S GET CRACKIN' boldly beneath it, and from the smirk on the Maverick's face, he has been able to successfully read that one.
He's just leaning in to smooch a kiss from Asta's cheek when he leans across to grab a bib of all things, Danta's brow furrowing to see the Butcher reaching to tie it about his neck. "Hot butter will hardly burn me--" he begins, but by then Asta is sitting back and Danta can see his dancing chef lobster. Scoffing out a laugh and plucking at the bib, he raises his eyebrows playfully, clearly delighted by it. "Is this what you think of me?" he wants to know, already reaching for another bib for his fiance.
Asta's is decorated with a large cartoon crab with the words LET'S GET CRACKIN' boldly beneath it, and from the smirk on the Maverick's face, he has been able to successfully read that one.
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
