i'll try to compromise

// i'm not so good with tenses //

To the question Niki poses, Sunjata’s amusement is clear in his face as he seems to think about the answer. “Never for no reason.” He reasons – whether or not he has or hasn’t done it. It’s always been for a threat and not toward his citizens, but for the sake of the jesting and the comfort in it, Sunjata leans toward remaining playful and thoughtful as he sips from the cup of coffee and lets it undo a lot of the stress that’s been weighing on his shoulders. “Stilts might be good. Just in case. You never know.” He teases – back to the low but never zero comments.

And while their jesting and teasing continues to grow, the water magic is clear and mostly stealthy as it reaches Niki’s hand and the ring sat there, working its way under the jewelry to try and slip it off the best it can. “I never plan to. I’ve learned that it just happens sometimes.” To this, he shoots a confident and lopsided smile over the rim of the coffee mug at Niki before he gives up on stealing the ring for a spread of somewhat warm water stretching against the necromancer’s palm before it withdraws and takes every bit of moisture left over from his playful endeavors. “Frey Demi and all that, y'know how it is.” His free hand gestures a little, the ribbon of water dancing around his fingertips now.

the Heartless

// i'm tensin' up thinkin' about what i'm supposed to call you now //