this world is a wasteland where nothing can grow
"Ah, I see," Niki says with another sympathetic smile, opting not to dig verbal fingers into a wound that appears freshly reopened. Not poorly indicates that Sunjata had gotten what he had needed out of the meeting though, and at least that means there should hopefully not be any further pain caused by it. (Not that he's entirely certain what the Heartless would consider painful in such circumstances any more due to his... well, his title).
Still, his news about moving seems to be lifting some of the stormclouds away from Sunjata's mood if not from the turbulent weather outside, and Niki has to stifle his smile at the prospect of someone being so pleased that he's going to be joining their region. Let alone that person being the ruler. "Thank you, I would appreciate it," he says as they arrive at the kitchen and he begins to make coffee, glancing over his shoulder to the other man. "I will send you a letter ahead of time, in case you will not be there," he adds, not assuming Sunjata would be camping out in King's End awaiting his arrival.
"Did you at least manage to pay your respects to the Mathair? She can be quite a vengeful goddess."
Still, his news about moving seems to be lifting some of the stormclouds away from Sunjata's mood if not from the turbulent weather outside, and Niki has to stifle his smile at the prospect of someone being so pleased that he's going to be joining their region. Let alone that person being the ruler. "Thank you, I would appreciate it," he says as they arrive at the kitchen and he begins to make coffee, glancing over his shoulder to the other man. "I will send you a letter ahead of time, in case you will not be there," he adds, not assuming Sunjata would be camping out in King's End awaiting his arrival.
"Did you at least manage to pay your respects to the Mathair? She can be quite a vengeful goddess."
Niki
i used to have strength but i ran out of hope
