NIKI
"A flight of what?" Niki asks, entirely serious and quietly bemused as he raises an eyebrow across at Sunjata, flipping the pancake with a spatula at the same time. A flight of birds? A flight of stairs? He doubts it's the latter unless the Heartless intends for him to fall down them drunk, but still. "Either way, yes of course. I look forward to it - and to getting out of the house eventually." But not quite yet.
Humming his agreement about Torchline's vibe, the smile on Niki's face is almost nostalgic as he collects a couple of plates to set them on the counter. "All of the cocktails I have tried have been too sweet," he confesses. "It is not that I did not enjoy them, it is just not my preferred taste. I do not know if that makes a difference to your calculations."
Flipping the first pancake onto a plate, he gestures for Sunjata to go ahead and try a bite while he gets more into the pan. "Moment of truth. I cannot say whether we will be better or worse at cooking together or apart until you try it."
Humming his agreement about Torchline's vibe, the smile on Niki's face is almost nostalgic as he collects a couple of plates to set them on the counter. "All of the cocktails I have tried have been too sweet," he confesses. "It is not that I did not enjoy them, it is just not my preferred taste. I do not know if that makes a difference to your calculations."
Flipping the first pancake onto a plate, he gestures for Sunjata to go ahead and try a bite while he gets more into the pan. "Moment of truth. I cannot say whether we will be better or worse at cooking together or apart until you try it."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
