NIKI
"Perhaps," Niki says with a boyish smile. "It is not often I come across suitable subjects to practice, though. So I have to take what I can get." Perhaps if he were more athletic or used to prowling through the woods he could go hunting for specimens to work with, but until then it's whatever he can find on his travels. Even so, Sunjata does have a point, and as he does start to lead the way back to the trail, the going is slow at first.
Once they're back on more well-worn ground he finds it much easier at least, and he hums his curiosity as the Flood explains about his earring. "So you can hear this?" He whispers the question almost completely under his breath, head tilted expectantly as if certain Sunjata would have missed it.
It is and it isn't. Niki's smile is one of sad understanding, despite knowing nothing practical about romance, relationships or their endings. It's enough to connect the dots and guess at the complicated feelings involved.
"I do not believe you," he jokes to the Flood as he confesses not to have any other plans. "Demigods are always busy with things, are they not?" But as he asks about the box, the necromancer immediately considers the options. "You could turn it into an ornament," he says, "or a sculpture. Or you could repurpose it into a candle holder or even a windchime." Or just bash it to pieces honestly, if that feels best to Sunjata.
Once they're back on more well-worn ground he finds it much easier at least, and he hums his curiosity as the Flood explains about his earring. "So you can hear this?" He whispers the question almost completely under his breath, head tilted expectantly as if certain Sunjata would have missed it.
It is and it isn't. Niki's smile is one of sad understanding, despite knowing nothing practical about romance, relationships or their endings. It's enough to connect the dots and guess at the complicated feelings involved.
"I do not believe you," he jokes to the Flood as he confesses not to have any other plans. "Demigods are always busy with things, are they not?" But as he asks about the box, the necromancer immediately considers the options. "You could turn it into an ornament," he says, "or a sculpture. Or you could repurpose it into a candle holder or even a windchime." Or just bash it to pieces honestly, if that feels best to Sunjata.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
