stay your pretty eyes on course
"Honestly, no," Niki confesses, and now as understanding starts to cement itself into reality, he's left more puzzled than ever. If he remembers any of this in the morning, it will certainly be food for thought. Before that, though, he slides right back into the realm of ridiculousness, blowing a raspberry in response to Sunjata's objection about height and shoes. "You may as well be. I thought I was going to get altitude sickness when you picked me up," he retorts.
Tilting his head at the flash of pink scarring as the other man moves, alcohol almost makes his lips loose enough to ask about it, but Niki catches himself just in time. "There, you see? I could certainly trade places with you if that is the case," he declares. "I would even march you to therapy whilst I was in your expensive shoes." His amusement is plain, but the smirk that starts to creep across his face doesn't get very far.
"Have you considered that you might make people sad because you are not taking care of yourself as well as you could be?" he says with a raise of his eyebrows, tone a little softer. "Especially given how you clearly want to take care of other people?" He gestures around the room as evidence.
Tilting his head at the flash of pink scarring as the other man moves, alcohol almost makes his lips loose enough to ask about it, but Niki catches himself just in time. "There, you see? I could certainly trade places with you if that is the case," he declares. "I would even march you to therapy whilst I was in your expensive shoes." His amusement is plain, but the smirk that starts to creep across his face doesn't get very far.
"Have you considered that you might make people sad because you are not taking care of yourself as well as you could be?" he says with a raise of his eyebrows, tone a little softer. "Especially given how you clearly want to take care of other people?" He gestures around the room as evidence.
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
