NIKI
It isn't that Niki disbelieves Sunjata - on the contrary, he finds the other man to be surprisingly sincere in almost all of their conversations thus far - but it's hard to imagine the person he's describing. "What changed your mind?" he wonders with a curious tilt of his head. "Did you need their help with something, or...?" Or maybe interest had just gotten the better of him. He's known of a few people in his time that have run into heralds that way.
It is an idea - one that the necromancer is already planning to put into action, if he's honest, though he already suspects it will take multiple trips to get the bear anywhere close to home, if his magical endurance is anything to go by. But then he's (in his opinion) slyly avoided the truth of Sunjata's question and sent it volleying back to him, so he at least has the courtesy to listen.
Granted, he doesn't expect it to be such a quick yes, and hearing the other man speak so candidly and so positively about his god has a soft smile touching to Niki's lips. "It sounds as though they picked well when they chose you," he says. But then Sunjata is looking at him - winking at him - and the heat that floods immediately into his cheeks is there entirely without his permission, Niki clearing his throat and glancing away. "I'm sure that does help," he agrees. "Is that your... duty, then, to Frey?" To sleep around in a brothel?
It is an idea - one that the necromancer is already planning to put into action, if he's honest, though he already suspects it will take multiple trips to get the bear anywhere close to home, if his magical endurance is anything to go by. But then he's (in his opinion) slyly avoided the truth of Sunjata's question and sent it volleying back to him, so he at least has the courtesy to listen.
Granted, he doesn't expect it to be such a quick yes, and hearing the other man speak so candidly and so positively about his god has a soft smile touching to Niki's lips. "It sounds as though they picked well when they chose you," he says. But then Sunjata is looking at him - winking at him - and the heat that floods immediately into his cheeks is there entirely without his permission, Niki clearing his throat and glancing away. "I'm sure that does help," he agrees. "Is that your... duty, then, to Frey?" To sleep around in a brothel?
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
