Niki blinked at him, several times, his eyelashes fluttering like a hummingbird's wings as Theodore rambled on, his name echoed over and over, hiccoughing like a broken record. Slowly, very slowly, his head tilted to the side, a very bird like gesture of watching.
"No?" he finally echoed himself. "Not Nott." Not Nott. That was fun to say. He licked the back of his teeth and then tried again.
"Theodore?" he said. He took a single step closer. And looked at him. He liked standing next to Theodore, he decided. For while Niki was never the tallest of sorts, and definitely not the largest - next to Theodore he felt quite tall!