stay your pretty eyes on course
"Because there was much better and more fitting company for you all around the party?" Niki retorts with a roll of his eyes that sends the room spinning, and he grumbles and reaches out to catch the doorframe with his free hand. "It is not the first time you have found me, either." He'd come to Niki's house after the incident at the Mathair - also a time when he'd been trying to get away from his ex, now that the necromancer thinks about it.
He doesn't really want to think about it any more, though, so he steps unsteadily through the door instead and into his room. A mix of workshop and sleeping space, it's as neat and tidy as his house in the Greatwood had been, though there are a few more bones here, curiously. "I am sorry," he says a moment later, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. "It has been a strange sort of night. I was not expecting to bump into you." Or for you to carry me to my bedroom.
He doesn't really want to think about it any more, though, so he steps unsteadily through the door instead and into his room. A mix of workshop and sleeping space, it's as neat and tidy as his house in the Greatwood had been, though there are a few more bones here, curiously. "I am sorry," he says a moment later, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. "It has been a strange sort of night. I was not expecting to bump into you." Or for you to carry me to my bedroom.
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
