NIKI
"For the fifteen minutes I interacted with her, she seemed lovely enough, certainly," Niki says, even if his words and the cadence of his thoughts match only at face value. That Flora had been conventionally beautiful, even recovering from literal death, was without question, but it writes itself as a fact in the necromancer's mind the same way that weather patterns or phases of the moon might, lacking any expected heat or emotion.
Good for you, another person might have said, of Vesper's own time and region being important to him; Niki, of course, only gives a gentle shrug, as if they've disagreed on something without much consequence. And although the demigod's eyes flick over his shoulder, he doesn't glance around, instead cocking his head at him. "Who are you to convince me otherwise?" he agrees with a mild smile. "I am glad we can come to an accord at last. I hope your sisters enjoy the hair pins."
Good for you, another person might have said, of Vesper's own time and region being important to him; Niki, of course, only gives a gentle shrug, as if they've disagreed on something without much consequence. And although the demigod's eyes flick over his shoulder, he doesn't glance around, instead cocking his head at him. "Who are you to convince me otherwise?" he agrees with a mild smile. "I am glad we can come to an accord at last. I hope your sisters enjoy the hair pins."
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
