you're livin' for the rush, for that royal flush, but you take what you can get
"It is not too gaudy," Danta purrs his encouragement beside his fiance, grinning up at him and reaching out to slip an arm around his waist, fingers finding their sneaky way into his back pocket. "That guy clearly didn't know who these decorations were for. If he did he'd know that nothing is too much." Winking, he leans in and against Asta's side as he lifts the paper between them, blue eyes dropping to examine it.
Truth be told, the Maverick couldn't give a flying fuck about the proportions and if they make sense, but it's important to the Butcher and thus it's important to him, so he hmmms his ready agreement as he looks at the sketches. "We can add more here?" he suggests, pointing out the archways and where there might be room for extra blossoms. "Or if you take some out they'll look in proportion too, and we could put the extra over the doorways. Like mistletoe, almost." Mistletoe but spicier.
Truth be told, the Maverick couldn't give a flying fuck about the proportions and if they make sense, but it's important to the Butcher and thus it's important to him, so he hmmms his ready agreement as he looks at the sketches. "We can add more here?" he suggests, pointing out the archways and where there might be room for extra blossoms. "Or if you take some out they'll look in proportion too, and we could put the extra over the doorways. Like mistletoe, almost." Mistletoe but spicier.
Dantalion
you play your final ace for a pretty face, tastes like scotch and cigarettes
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
