NIKI
"Consider them a gift, then. Use them in whatever situation you see fit." Niki says, inclining his head politely but coldly towards the other man and turning as if to continue on his way, only for the stranger and his card tricks to continue. Now irritation is replaced by a bloom of confusion mingling with curiosity, and he glances between the stalls and the jewellery that they are selling (some his own, some an obvious knock-off) before back to Tall, Frosty and Handsome.
"Why do you care?" he asks, his tone softer now that his mind is no longer bristling with a perceived verbal scrimmage. "And more to the point, why do you think that I care?" He shrugs a shoulder and gestures to the stalls. "I only make those things to get by. There is pride in the work, but no passion. Buy where you please, it makes no difference to me."
"Why do you care?" he asks, his tone softer now that his mind is no longer bristling with a perceived verbal scrimmage. "And more to the point, why do you think that I care?" He shrugs a shoulder and gestures to the stalls. "I only make those things to get by. There is pride in the work, but no passion. Buy where you please, it makes no difference to me."
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
