NIKI
Mel cuts right to the chase, which honestly suits Niki just fine when it comes to designs and the prospect of creating something new, and the boy carefully makes room on the table for the pieces of parchment she lays out. He pores over the sketches for a few moments, taking note of the winged horses, the Honeybee's requirements in size and whimsy, and eventually he gives a small nod of his head
"I do not see why not," he says. "What would you like them to be made out of? Metal is my specialty, of course, but I have done some woodwork previously. Are they ornaments?" He's wondering whether to keep them hollow for some hidden purpose or if she'd prefer them to be solid throughout.
As for the price, he shrugs and offers a smile. "You have a skyship, do you not? Would you be able to sail me down to King's End, do you think?" That would cover the price well enough in his mind. "I have been very well - glad not to have to deal with any more mud or rain. How about you?"
"I do not see why not," he says. "What would you like them to be made out of? Metal is my specialty, of course, but I have done some woodwork previously. Are they ornaments?" He's wondering whether to keep them hollow for some hidden purpose or if she'd prefer them to be solid throughout.
As for the price, he shrugs and offers a smile. "You have a skyship, do you not? Would you be able to sail me down to King's End, do you think?" That would cover the price well enough in his mind. "I have been very well - glad not to have to deal with any more mud or rain. How about you?"
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
