NIKI
"A perk?" Niki laughs at that, the sound unexpectedly boyish. A perk for whom? he almost asks, before deciding he'd rather not know in truth. He only knows a few instances where it might be a good thing to know someone with connections to bones and dead bodies, and his magic is one of them. And so instead he settles in to listen about the pros of New Haven and its (you guessed it) newness, the necromancer conceding the point with a gentle nod.
"Mm, I did notice a few," he agrees, though he doesn't follow Sunjata's gaze out into the rainy courtyard. Maybe part of him prefers the illusion of the Heartless taking a particular interest in his (potential) future home and workspace, even if - as he rightly points out - it's sort of his job to make people's lives better. "Alright, fine," he says, forcing his tone to be playfully agreeable, "a non-magical workshop might not be the headquarters of the Gilded Market, but it is a selling point. I will hold you to it, if I move."
"Mm, I did notice a few," he agrees, though he doesn't follow Sunjata's gaze out into the rainy courtyard. Maybe part of him prefers the illusion of the Heartless taking a particular interest in his (potential) future home and workspace, even if - as he rightly points out - it's sort of his job to make people's lives better. "Alright, fine," he says, forcing his tone to be playfully agreeable, "a non-magical workshop might not be the headquarters of the Gilded Market, but it is a selling point. I will hold you to it, if I move."
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
