NIKI
"Yes, yes. You never know," Niki echoes, dutifully nudging Flora in response as if this is a part he has learned to play very well (and it is). Notwithstanding the tall, tan aspect of her description that he opts to ignore despite the way he can feel his cheeks trying to heat up, they both know that no party-goer in Torchline, whether a native or a visitor, is going to see him and decide that's the one for me tonight.
Much more invested in a lemon-satchel fit for a dragon, Niki is already smiling as he takes hold of the umbrella and turns to lead them out of the room again. "I do not think it should be too difficult. Leatherwork and sewing are not my forte, but I have had a decent amount of time to read and study whilst I have been away from the Greatwood. I would be happy to make a prototype for her - providing you think she will sit long enough for me to take measurements."
Heading back down the corridor, he peeps around for the rocking chair he's sure he'd spotted, brow furrowing as he considers whether he'd imagined it or whether the house has decided to spontaneously rearrange itself. "I promise, it was here," he says.
Much more invested in a lemon-satchel fit for a dragon, Niki is already smiling as he takes hold of the umbrella and turns to lead them out of the room again. "I do not think it should be too difficult. Leatherwork and sewing are not my forte, but I have had a decent amount of time to read and study whilst I have been away from the Greatwood. I would be happy to make a prototype for her - providing you think she will sit long enough for me to take measurements."
Heading back down the corridor, he peeps around for the rocking chair he's sure he'd spotted, brow furrowing as he considers whether he'd imagined it or whether the house has decided to spontaneously rearrange itself. "I promise, it was here," he says.
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
