NIKI
The windchime seems to dance and twist in the light as Asta ignites the lamps around them, the teeth from the wolf skull grinning all the more ominously and casting ghoulish shadows of its own. That doesn't put Niki off, of course, the boy peering this way and that at the creation, knowing better than to touch or reach for it. Looking with his eyes is more than enough anyway, and he can openly admire the craftmanship gone into it.
"Ah, I see. So this is almost like parts of both of you combined," he says softly, finally stepping back to gaze at the piece in its entirety once more, catching Asta's beaming shadow out of the corner of his eye. Smiling back automatically as if finding the gesture contagious, Niki turns to the butcher and nods his clear approval. "It is beautiful work," he confirms, gesturing to the rest of the room and the worktable.
"What is your next project?" he wonders, thinking of his own trinkets and delicate filigree, the majority commissions to keep food on the table, but a few - just a few - for his own personal enjoyment.
"Ah, I see. So this is almost like parts of both of you combined," he says softly, finally stepping back to gaze at the piece in its entirety once more, catching Asta's beaming shadow out of the corner of his eye. Smiling back automatically as if finding the gesture contagious, Niki turns to the butcher and nods his clear approval. "It is beautiful work," he confirms, gesturing to the rest of the room and the worktable.
"What is your next project?" he wonders, thinking of his own trinkets and delicate filigree, the majority commissions to keep food on the table, but a few - just a few - for his own personal enjoyment.
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
