this world is a wasteland where nothing can grow
The addition of the darkness is a cool relief at first, before Niki grumbles suddenly and a couple of lanterns light up around the room, leaving them still very much in shadow, but soft enough to see by. "The room started spinnin' when it was all dark," he explains with a frown, rolling onto his back and running both hands through his hair like that will help to keep his head steady.
"If you want," he adds of Sunjata staying. "Wouldn't be the first time you took a nap on my bed. Though I guess this is technically your bed this time." Given that it's the property of the House of Midnight and all. Either way, Niki manages a lopsided smile up at the Heartless as if to prove that he means it, one hand flapping out to pat at the bed for good measure.
"You don't really like being around all the people, d'you?" he says, and though it's technically a question he phrases it like it's a statement.
"If you want," he adds of Sunjata staying. "Wouldn't be the first time you took a nap on my bed. Though I guess this is technically your bed this time." Given that it's the property of the House of Midnight and all. Either way, Niki manages a lopsided smile up at the Heartless as if to prove that he means it, one hand flapping out to pat at the bed for good measure.
"You don't really like being around all the people, d'you?" he says, and though it's technically a question he phrases it like it's a statement.
Niki
i used to have strength but i ran out of hope
