NIKI
Only managing a small smile to Alys as she introduces herself in turn, anything Niki is about to say is swallowed up in the sudden clap of the baker's hands, the boy effectively silenced as he turns to hear what they'll apparently be doing instead of having their afternoon to themselves. "Cookies...?" he repeats, glancing down at the list he's just noticed is before them. "I... suppose that is not too difficult a task?"
Peeling off his gloves and tucking them into a pocket, Niki pushes up the sleeves of his coat and reaches out to wash his hands at the work station as well, gesturing to the list. "Would you like to pick a flavour? I do not believe they will taste bad regardless of which flour we choose," he adds, out of earshot of their baker as he moves between stations to check that everything is going well.
Regardless of what Alys chooses, Niki is content to start dividing up their ingredients, assigning them each a bag of flour at random for them to begin. "I suppose this is not what you pictured for your visit to the Greatwood?" he asks.
Peeling off his gloves and tucking them into a pocket, Niki pushes up the sleeves of his coat and reaches out to wash his hands at the work station as well, gesturing to the list. "Would you like to pick a flavour? I do not believe they will taste bad regardless of which flour we choose," he adds, out of earshot of their baker as he moves between stations to check that everything is going well.
Regardless of what Alys chooses, Niki is content to start dividing up their ingredients, assigning them each a bag of flour at random for them to begin. "I suppose this is not what you pictured for your visit to the Greatwood?" he asks.
stay your pretty eyes on course
i guess i never really faced my fears before
i guess i never really faced my fears before
