NIKI
Sunjata seems alive in a way Niki has rarely seen from him before, and though it's down to the inebriation, it feels as though the liquor has been a catalyst rather than a cause all on its won. His smiles come easier, there's no tension in his posture, and if anything he seems more clear-headed this way than when he's sober. (An odd thing to say, but the truth to Niki nevertheless). "Oh? What was the occasion?" he wonders of Sunjata's great time on The Ark.
"I am glad you were able to have fun," he adds with a wry smile. "Though I hope your demigodly constitution is able to protect you from the sort of hangover I suffered after Flora's birthday." Hand tightening around the handle of his cane, Niki rises to his feet from the arm of the couch and gestures towards his room. "I have some spare blankets and pillows," he says. "I was not sure how cold it would be. I will bring them in for you."
"I am glad you were able to have fun," he adds with a wry smile. "Though I hope your demigodly constitution is able to protect you from the sort of hangover I suffered after Flora's birthday." Hand tightening around the handle of his cane, Niki rises to his feet from the arm of the couch and gestures towards his room. "I have some spare blankets and pillows," he says. "I was not sure how cold it would be. I will bring them in for you."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
