NIKI
"Noted," Niki says with a decisive little nod in her direction. "Until then, the jury remains out." In his opinion, anyway. Flora has already made her preference clear between the two regions, and you know, given that she's the queen of one of them, he can't say he really blames her. Dropping his gaze back to his work, he only offers a small smile in response to her dramatics - but yes, he really could still be a ghost Flora - and uses the pliers and a pair of tweezers to free the mageglass, setting it down and the necklace aside.
"Would you prefer gold or silver?" he asks, only to tilt his head at her (creative, granted) story about his imaginary death and subsequent hauntings. "You are assuming that I am a ghost who is capable of doing nice things," he says reasonably. "Perhaps this bracelet will end up cursed. Or perhaps I put you to sleep as soon as you walked into the house, and now you are stuck here forever." You know. Normal things.
Humming the affirmative - and completely missing the suggestive lilt to her voice given his concentration - Niki moves onto the leather as Flora asks her question, the boy scoffing under his breath. "A better leg, for a start," he says without looking up. "After that, perhaps something that would protect the Greatwood from harm." Like armour for an undead grizzly bear, or a lightning rod that can store and shoot electricity.
"Would you prefer gold or silver?" he asks, only to tilt his head at her (creative, granted) story about his imaginary death and subsequent hauntings. "You are assuming that I am a ghost who is capable of doing nice things," he says reasonably. "Perhaps this bracelet will end up cursed. Or perhaps I put you to sleep as soon as you walked into the house, and now you are stuck here forever." You know. Normal things.
Humming the affirmative - and completely missing the suggestive lilt to her voice given his concentration - Niki moves onto the leather as Flora asks her question, the boy scoffing under his breath. "A better leg, for a start," he says without looking up. "After that, perhaps something that would protect the Greatwood from harm." Like armour for an undead grizzly bear, or a lightning rod that can store and shoot electricity.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
