Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
The sound of a voice has Danta rising in the shallows in a fluid motion, his coat fanning out as he turns. There's a predatory glint in his eyes at first, until his gaze rests upon the ever-so-undressed Flora, and it softens considerably. "It absolutely is so," he purrs, a fanged smile curling at his lips. "For you I'd be especially affordable." Free, even. Depends on what's under the towel.
"Unfortunately I don't grant wishes, but it might still be your lucky day," he continues, wading languidly towards the shore where she's revealed herself (regrettably not everything, but the day is young). "Do you hide around here fairly often, then?" he asks, because yes, obviously he's a gossip.
"Unfortunately I don't grant wishes, but it might still be your lucky day," he continues, wading languidly towards the shore where she's revealed herself (regrettably not everything, but the day is young). "Do you hide around here fairly often, then?" he asks, because yes, obviously he's a gossip.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
