NIKI
"It probably does not have anything to do with actual onions," Niki says, his grin as close to shit-eating as it's likely to get for the necromancer. He can't guarantee what kind of memories others might have contributed to Kaisel's gift, after all. "Noted, though. I will ensure I never get you any as a present myself, glass or otherwise." He smirks then, though, raising an eyebrow. "What else does he say in his sleep?" he wonders of Kaisel. "He told me earlier he had a dream that I died and became a ghost."
Which should feel bizarre, but is actually rather par for the course when it comes to Flora's fiance.
Sighing in relief to know that he will be able to woozily settle somewhere mostly upright by the end of the night, Niki celebrates with another sip of is cocktail - still much more measured than Flora, for now. "Oh?" His gaze follows hers around the party, Niki wrinkling his nose affectionately. "I confess you have turned me into less of a hermit, but a crowd like this still makes me a little claustrophobic. Besides, you do have rather a full house now, do you not?"
Which should feel bizarre, but is actually rather par for the course when it comes to Flora's fiance.
Sighing in relief to know that he will be able to woozily settle somewhere mostly upright by the end of the night, Niki celebrates with another sip of is cocktail - still much more measured than Flora, for now. "Oh?" His gaze follows hers around the party, Niki wrinkling his nose affectionately. "I confess you have turned me into less of a hermit, but a crowd like this still makes me a little claustrophobic. Besides, you do have rather a full house now, do you not?"
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
