Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Inhaling a long breath through his nose and huffing it out, Danta considers splashing the other man again for good measure, but it feels like a waste of water (and of flirting, frankly). "All the more reason to travel here often," he says with a lazy shrug, the Ancient letting his head loll against his forearm as he gazes up at the other man.
"Oh, you mean the blood moon?" he drawls, assuming that's what he means by the eclipse. "Dunno - I figured it was Dygra, even though the festival happened in the Hollowed Grounds." He doesn't understand his goddess's motivations there, and he doesn't claim to try - it had been fun either way.
"It's about time someone celebrated her, after all."
"Oh, you mean the blood moon?" he drawls, assuming that's what he means by the eclipse. "Dunno - I figured it was Dygra, even though the festival happened in the Hollowed Grounds." He doesn't understand his goddess's motivations there, and he doesn't claim to try - it had been fun either way.
"It's about time someone celebrated her, after all."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
