stay your pretty eyes on course
"Maybe not physically, no. Believe me, there is a lot more to being alive than having a functioning body." Niki might be able to reanimate the dead - might even end up very good at it, gods be willing - but everything he brings back is missing that spark of true life that most people would probably call a soul. His fingers find the soft curl of Sunjata's hair, and in his inebriation he smooths his hand through it for a second before letting it still, closing his eyes now that the world has stopped its carousel.
Scoffing at the idea of ruining the vibe, Niki can only shrug his shoulders. "I was not exactly the heart of the party to begin with," he points out. But then the Heartless is calling him his therapist, and the necromancer lets out a boyish laugh. "I will send your invoice to the House of Midnight for my time," he says dryly. "I do have a question, though. If you did take better care of yourself, what would that look like? What is the first thing you would do?"
Scoffing at the idea of ruining the vibe, Niki can only shrug his shoulders. "I was not exactly the heart of the party to begin with," he points out. But then the Heartless is calling him his therapist, and the necromancer lets out a boyish laugh. "I will send your invoice to the House of Midnight for my time," he says dryly. "I do have a question, though. If you did take better care of yourself, what would that look like? What is the first thing you would do?"
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
