He nodded deeply, in understanding, when Eric said his room wasn’t safe “Midgets” he said simply, like yes, he totally knew what he was talking about. He paused here in there while he played to hop over things, or pick a leaf of something and discard it “There’s more people in this house? That’s what one of the journal people said. I just escaped my room” he nodded casually to the large broken window “I was fighting the bed, damnable thing” Nicki let out alittle laugh, and stopped again right in front of Eric

“Dear lord your tall. Where are you from? I see snow. You’re snowy” his playing changed to suit how he saw Eric, grinning happily. His clothes were still all ruffled and right out of the 1700s. White ruffled shirt, leggings and boots.