NIKI
Having expected Sunjata to be cold from waiting outside, Niki doesn't turn until he's encouraged some life into the fireplace, bathing the room in a merry glow as he straightens up. It means he gets an almost too good look at the Heartless with his ink and scars on full display, his head stuck in his turtleneck, voice muffled as he starts to speak. The fingers of lightning and the deep punctures from long forgotte shark bites will burn behind his eyes for a long time afterwards, and he drops back to sit on the arm of the couch without thinking.
"It is alright," he says with a dismissive shake of his head, hoping the heat in his face can be attributed to being close to the crackling fire. "It is not all that late for me, in truth. But I am still in the process of setting up my workshop, and so without any ongoing projects to keep me from getting sleep, I thought it was best to go to bed."
For a plethora of reasons that are almost all attributed to the man nearby, though, he's feeling wide awake now "How was the party?" he asks belatedly. Either very good or very bad, if Sunjata had needed a pick me up from Frey.
"It is alright," he says with a dismissive shake of his head, hoping the heat in his face can be attributed to being close to the crackling fire. "It is not all that late for me, in truth. But I am still in the process of setting up my workshop, and so without any ongoing projects to keep me from getting sleep, I thought it was best to go to bed."
For a plethora of reasons that are almost all attributed to the man nearby, though, he's feeling wide awake now "How was the party?" he asks belatedly. Either very good or very bad, if Sunjata had needed a pick me up from Frey.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
