stay your pretty eyes on course
Niki doesn't shrug off the hand at his back, much as his pride would like him to, because you can bet your bottom dollar that he's unbalanced as all fuck as he's set back on his feet. Flexing the hand with his ring on it, his cane appears a moment later for him to lean on, the necromancer still flushed and perhaps unreasonably embarrassed by what has just happened.
It's too complicated to unpick it all right now - having Sunjata so close after everything he'd let slip and spiralled about with Flora earlier, being moved and manhandled in a way he'd liked not expected, having his independence compromised by a few cocktails. "Yes," he says stiffly as the Heartless pushes open the door to his room.
"Why me?" he asks suddenly, the world blurring as he glances up at Sunjata, swaying a bit even with the cane to keep him upright. "Of all the people at the party to hide from your ex, why did you come and find me?"
It's too complicated to unpick it all right now - having Sunjata so close after everything he'd let slip and spiralled about with Flora earlier, being moved and manhandled in a way he'd liked not expected, having his independence compromised by a few cocktails. "Yes," he says stiffly as the Heartless pushes open the door to his room.
"Why me?" he asks suddenly, the world blurring as he glances up at Sunjata, swaying a bit even with the cane to keep him upright. "Of all the people at the party to hide from your ex, why did you come and find me?"
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
