NIKI
Flora's dramatics earn a gentle raise of one of Niki's eyebrows, his head tilting to the side as if really considering all the things he'd undoubtedly seen and heard during his time as her ghost-stalker. "A ghost never reveals his secrets," he tells her, the words curling around the smile tugging at his lips. Is that true? Is that another ghost rule? Does it matter if it isn't, given that they have taken to making it up as they go along? That's up to you, Flora.
"Why would you want me to be a ghost, though?" he inquires, dry humour melting into curiosity as he takes her up on her suggestion for a stretch break, Niki turning in his seat and letting his bad leg prop out before him so he can adjust the brace and ensure it hasn't grown too - yes - stiff. "You would expect this to be less of a problem if I was," he adds, gesturing to the leather and metal wrapping his lower leg. He also doubts ghosts can get fevers either, but he decides not to bring that up.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" he asks belatedly, as if just realising he's forgone such politeness to get straight to work. "Apologies for not offering before."
"Why would you want me to be a ghost, though?" he inquires, dry humour melting into curiosity as he takes her up on her suggestion for a stretch break, Niki turning in his seat and letting his bad leg prop out before him so he can adjust the brace and ensure it hasn't grown too - yes - stiff. "You would expect this to be less of a problem if I was," he adds, gesturing to the leather and metal wrapping his lower leg. He also doubts ghosts can get fevers either, but he decides not to bring that up.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" he asks belatedly, as if just realising he's forgone such politeness to get straight to work. "Apologies for not offering before."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
