NIKI
"Ah, the fox with the Wishing Wagon?" Niki raises his eyebrows, because of course the wagon and its quirky owner had rumbled through the woods on more than one occasion. "I only saw it once when it was quite young. A man had traded for a sword that made everything taste spicy. I do not think that was the point of the sword, but..." He shrugs. Who is he to tell people what to buy?
Accepting his drink from Flora when she collects them with a murmur of thanks, Niki considers her offer and, after a few moments of consideration, gives a gentle shake of his head. "I do appreciate it, but in truth I do not even really remember them," he says, sounding apologetic about it, though to whom is a mystery. "Bringing them back, I would feel a little awkward," he confesses. "I do not think there is anyone I would like to see back from the dead, in fact."
In a non-necromancy way, he means, clearly.
Sighing with appropriate drama at Flora's next comment, Niki nods with the quiet acceptance of the long-suffering. "Understood. I look forward to my new coffee station and I thank you in advance."
Accepting his drink from Flora when she collects them with a murmur of thanks, Niki considers her offer and, after a few moments of consideration, gives a gentle shake of his head. "I do appreciate it, but in truth I do not even really remember them," he says, sounding apologetic about it, though to whom is a mystery. "Bringing them back, I would feel a little awkward," he confesses. "I do not think there is anyone I would like to see back from the dead, in fact."
In a non-necromancy way, he means, clearly.
Sighing with appropriate drama at Flora's next comment, Niki nods with the quiet acceptance of the long-suffering. "Understood. I look forward to my new coffee station and I thank you in advance."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
