NIKI
Niki doesn't laugh, to his credit, but it's a close one, because of all the things he'd expected Sunjata to say next, I find you attractive is not one of them. His brows flinch towards an expression that falls somewhere between confusion and disbelief, the boy glancing up sharply despite himself. He's either misheard the other man, he's passed out from heat exhaustion somewhere in the woods and this is some fever dream, or Sunjata's standards are shockingly low.
Or a secret fourth option, the worst one of all - Frey's demigod is offering to sleep with him out of pity.
"I assure you, attractive is not the word most use when they think of me," he says with all the dignity he can muster, conjuring his cane and getting himself on his feet so he might return the empty mugs to the kitchen (and give his hands something to do). "Besides I am not... I... never mind." To say that he hasn't had a lot of experience is rather on the nose; Niki has enough experience to know what he doesn't like (girls, it's girls), but little beyond that.
Collecting up the mugs, he heads for the kitchen and wonders vaguely if he can climb out of the window without injuring himself too badly.
Or a secret fourth option, the worst one of all - Frey's demigod is offering to sleep with him out of pity.
"I assure you, attractive is not the word most use when they think of me," he says with all the dignity he can muster, conjuring his cane and getting himself on his feet so he might return the empty mugs to the kitchen (and give his hands something to do). "Besides I am not... I... never mind." To say that he hasn't had a lot of experience is rather on the nose; Niki has enough experience to know what he doesn't like (girls, it's girls), but little beyond that.
Collecting up the mugs, he heads for the kitchen and wonders vaguely if he can climb out of the window without injuring himself too badly.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
