NIKI
"Well I am glad that is now on the record," Niki says, and though there is only a hint of a smile on his lips, his mind ticks over with amusement. Vesper's weary sigh and his last ditch attempt (or so it feels) to needle at the necromancer earns a gentle laugh, Niki clasping his hands atop the table. "They will, though," he says, raising his eyebrows. "Your reaction to them already gave that much away." Vesper is right, though; he wouldn't care from an aesthetic point of view, not for something created only for the purpose of being able to feed and clothe himself throughout Deepfrost.
Speaking of which, as the other man glances over his shoulder again - and uses what he can only determine is some kind of magic to snipe the box across the table - Niki clears his throat. "Much as I am enjoying your staring contest with the door behind us, I am more than happy to leave you to your day once our business is settled." He nods towards the box and spreads his now empty hands.
Speaking of which, as the other man glances over his shoulder again - and uses what he can only determine is some kind of magic to snipe the box across the table - Niki clears his throat. "Much as I am enjoying your staring contest with the door behind us, I am more than happy to leave you to your day once our business is settled." He nods towards the box and spreads his now empty hands.
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
