After breakfast with Slav which had been... socially anti-social to turn a phrase, Nik had gone for a long, long walk. In fact, he'd decided to take the longest trek around the ship he could manage. He'd plugged himself into his headphones and just walked, music blasting in his ears. Likely, he was going to be deaf by the end of the voyage. Of course at the same time he was still sort of searching for Bianca and Louis. That was how he ended up on the Sun Deck in the first place.
By the time he reached Kaz, he'd been quietly singing under his breath for the past half hour. He hadn't really run into anyone and that was honestly a miracle. "It's been a bad day... But tonight my love, it only gets worse," honestly he didn't notice Kaz when he settled onto a chair and pulled a rather mangled book from his back pocket. His foot bopped along with the headphones and the quiet singing continued for a long time before he even noticed that there was someone else. It'd been in a moment where somehow his headphones had gotten a little disconnected from his MP3 player that he heard guitar and realized that Oh Fuck he wasn't alone.
Discreetly pulling the headphones down around his neck (hidden by his long hair), he listened and then looked. Nik recognized the man from the adverts posted around the ship. Kazarian. "Planning on torturing the masses some more then," he asked a bit more sarcastically and sharply than he meant to.