"Maybe I could be both," Niki suggested, fingers sliding up and down one of his arms, imagining what it would be like to have feathers. Glossy ones that would flutter and spread and let him fly. But no, he was a Wizard. Just a Wizard.
He was grinning too and he went further into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed, bouncing a little bit, feeling the firmness and the give of the mattress. Oooh, he liked that.
After a moment of distraction, he got up so he could follow Braxton around a little bit more. He had been through his cousin's house before, and had a good knowledge as to which rooms were off limits, but he listened anyway.