NIKI
It takes a little while for Niki to answer the door - in part because he doesn't move as quick as most other people, but mainly because it's the middle of the night and he was sleeping. Eventually, though, a light does appear in the window, so at the very least Sunjata will know he is on his way. It's a slightly dozy necromancer that appears in the doorway, dark hair boyishly tousled, slate blue eyes squinting out into the snowlight.
"...Sunjata?" His voice is a little rougher than usual, Niki rubbing at his eyes to try to bring himself around, and he straightens up automatically to step aside and give the other man space to come in out of the freezing cold. He tugs the sweater he'd pulled on a little closer about himself, too, able to feel the bite of the wind even from the doorway. "Is everything alright? It is late."
Not that he doesn't expect the Heartless to know that much already, but then again he has no idea what state Sunjata is currently in.
"...Sunjata?" His voice is a little rougher than usual, Niki rubbing at his eyes to try to bring himself around, and he straightens up automatically to step aside and give the other man space to come in out of the freezing cold. He tugs the sweater he'd pulled on a little closer about himself, too, able to feel the bite of the wind even from the doorway. "Is everything alright? It is late."
Not that he doesn't expect the Heartless to know that much already, but then again he has no idea what state Sunjata is currently in.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
