NIKI
"Yet," Niki echoes, almost playfully, turning back towards Sunjata once he's finished with the log in the fire, already able to hear it hungrily start to eat at the dry kindling. And he'd probably have gotten the true meaning of the Heartless's words without having it spelled out to him, though the result does have pink rising hotly into his cheeks, Niki clearing his throat and nodding as things become suddenly and abundantly clear. "Right, of course," he says quickly. "Apologies. I have never heard it phrased that way before."
He does see the way Sunjata shakes his head, feeling suddenly keen to latch onto the change in subject, finding himself perched on the arm of the couch again across from where the other man is starting to settle down. "I tend to work best when it is quiet," he admits, sounding more curious than anything. "But then I also like to be able to listen for anything happening." Just another flavour of trauma in truth, but he's very unlikely to go into that with Sunjata sober, let alone liquored up.
"I should let you get some sleep," he says instead, carefully rising back to his feet.
He does see the way Sunjata shakes his head, feeling suddenly keen to latch onto the change in subject, finding himself perched on the arm of the couch again across from where the other man is starting to settle down. "I tend to work best when it is quiet," he admits, sounding more curious than anything. "But then I also like to be able to listen for anything happening." Just another flavour of trauma in truth, but he's very unlikely to go into that with Sunjata sober, let alone liquored up.
"I should let you get some sleep," he says instead, carefully rising back to his feet.
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
