NIKI
Niki certainly might not look like it, but when it comes to ambition it appears that he and the demigod across from him speak very much the same language, and there's something quietly impressed in his slate blue eyes that goes beyond godly gifts and reputation. Some part of him that recognises himself, however small, in Sunjata. "It sounds like it was an easy choice between them," he agrees with a gentle nod. "Alas, I am not sure I would receive as warm a welcome." Abandoned are not as well-liked as Accepted, after all.
And if only the subject had kept to gods and ambition he might have been able to continue navigating the conversation with relative ease, but as Sunjata does his best to pin him with his gaze, Niki has found quite an interesting bit of loose thread on one of his sleeves to play with. "Not many takers?" he repeats a bit absently, scoffing out a laugh. "Are they blind or something?" It's a comment muttered under his breath before he can do anything about it, and what a terrible moment to remember those hEARs Sunjata has said he wears.
"I am sure Frey is pleased with your work regardless," he says eventually, rubbing at the back of his neck.
And if only the subject had kept to gods and ambition he might have been able to continue navigating the conversation with relative ease, but as Sunjata does his best to pin him with his gaze, Niki has found quite an interesting bit of loose thread on one of his sleeves to play with. "Not many takers?" he repeats a bit absently, scoffing out a laugh. "Are they blind or something?" It's a comment muttered under his breath before he can do anything about it, and what a terrible moment to remember those hEARs Sunjata has said he wears.
"I am sure Frey is pleased with your work regardless," he says eventually, rubbing at the back of his neck.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
