NIKI
Unable to help himself, Niki's laughter only intensifies at the wail that warbles from the throat of a man who, by right, ought to easily be able to bench-press him. Boyish and light and perhaps a little surprised as the iron pendant sails just wide of him to clatter against the doorframe, he has to take a moment to lean against his cane lest he spill Kaisel's tea everywhere. "Of course I am not a ghost," he says, somehow managing to make it sound dry even with the broad smile on his lips.
"I assume you have met Flora, yes? Does it surprise you that she has turned it into a running joke?" Granted, yes, he's not aware that the Doubletake still harbours some suspicions about him, perhaps, but for Kai at least, he's hopeful that he's proven himself to be phantomless.
Stepping forward again to offer out the tea, he glances at the pendant now laying innocuously on his carpet. "What is that, by the way? Would it have been more convincing if you had given me a concussion with it? If so, you are welcome to try."
"I assume you have met Flora, yes? Does it surprise you that she has turned it into a running joke?" Granted, yes, he's not aware that the Doubletake still harbours some suspicions about him, perhaps, but for Kai at least, he's hopeful that he's proven himself to be phantomless.
Stepping forward again to offer out the tea, he glances at the pendant now laying innocuously on his carpet. "What is that, by the way? Would it have been more convincing if you had given me a concussion with it? If so, you are welcome to try."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
