NIKI
"I feel like that may be more of a thieves' rule than a ghost rule, but I concede the point, if for no other reason than because you have more experience in this arena than I do." Ghosts and dead things he feels he can hold his own about; smugglers, though? It's naturally more of an issue in Torchline than the Greatwood, he imagines, given the coastal nature of the region.
Drawn from his (nerdy) thoughts about ghosts and thieves by Flora's theories about his violent nature towards baked goods, Niki blinks and considers her point, before nodding slowly. "Perhaps I did. Which, if that is the case, the rest of the bread must have been scared into hiding. Hopefully it does not spoil the taste."
As for her average soup, clearly Niki is used to basic fare if not worse, and he does not have ninety-nine percent of his meals made for him, because he can't see any problem with the taste of it. "...Is there something wrong with yours?" he asks, tearing a small piece of bread from the hunk of it on his place to dip it into the bowl. "This is good. Thank you for cooking for me."
Drawn from his (nerdy) thoughts about ghosts and thieves by Flora's theories about his violent nature towards baked goods, Niki blinks and considers her point, before nodding slowly. "Perhaps I did. Which, if that is the case, the rest of the bread must have been scared into hiding. Hopefully it does not spoil the taste."
As for her average soup, clearly Niki is used to basic fare if not worse, and he does not have ninety-nine percent of his meals made for him, because he can't see any problem with the taste of it. "...Is there something wrong with yours?" he asks, tearing a small piece of bread from the hunk of it on his place to dip it into the bowl. "This is good. Thank you for cooking for me."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
