I'm still comparing your past to my future
"Mm, it is when it isn't trying to hit me in the back," Danta agrees through a drawl with a slight narrowing of his eyes. Granted, that had been lightning from an Abandoned and it had largely been their own fault, but nevertheless it had put him off getting up close and personal with the element for a while. Time is a healer though, as they say, and he finds himself gazing out into the bonfire-pocked darkness as if he might see some tell-tale forks of lightning conjured by the encantados.
Alas, nothing but frolicking and piggybacks.
"It is, but that isn't enough to make me want to go out there and do it for them," he says of the fire hoop jumping, grinning up at Asta and tilting his head back to finish his drink. "I could be persuaded to try and jump through a few shots with you, though." It's a clumsy segue but fuck it; Danta is already approaching the far side of sober, and he isn't of a mind to stop now.
Alas, nothing but frolicking and piggybacks.
"It is, but that isn't enough to make me want to go out there and do it for them," he says of the fire hoop jumping, grinning up at Asta and tilting his head back to finish his drink. "I could be persuaded to try and jump through a few shots with you, though." It's a clumsy segue but fuck it; Danta is already approaching the far side of sober, and he isn't of a mind to stop now.
Dantalion
it might be your wound but they're my sutures
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
