Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"It's good to get out," Danta reasons, as if her many, many dates just proves how well socialised she is, and how well-practiced she must be as a result. "Oh, never," he croons - too polite doesn't sweeten his tea or butter his corn (or any other weird innuendo you want to add here). "Just enough to remember my p's and q's."
Raising his eyebrows both at her affirmation that she won't be afraid of him - is that a challenge and should he take it as one? - and at her remarks about the fear/lust response, his smile is enough to properly bare fangs now, the Ancient letting his head loll to one side as if he might be able to see a touch more between her coyly locked ankles.
"Well, I'm not all that familiar with Torchline's who's who," he admits. "I'm just a tourist who likes to try out the local delicacies." But he believes this sun drenched beauty when she says she's got dirt on... well, whoever she's got it on.
"I wouldn't say no." He reaches out a hand for the water bottle. "I'm Danta, by the way."
Raising his eyebrows both at her affirmation that she won't be afraid of him - is that a challenge and should he take it as one? - and at her remarks about the fear/lust response, his smile is enough to properly bare fangs now, the Ancient letting his head loll to one side as if he might be able to see a touch more between her coyly locked ankles.
"Well, I'm not all that familiar with Torchline's who's who," he admits. "I'm just a tourist who likes to try out the local delicacies." But he believes this sun drenched beauty when she says she's got dirt on... well, whoever she's got it on.
"I wouldn't say no." He reaches out a hand for the water bottle. "I'm Danta, by the way."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
