Well. This, at least, they hold understanding of, along with a flicker of...something they don't quite understand. A tiny mote of lightness--a missing weight, not a burn.

They were never a higher level of aesthetically pleasing than most things from the Palace did. The rare beings that learned of their existence seemed to have found them intimidating, not dashing.

The Hollow Knight shakes their head. The pool that's been gathering in their eye dumps out.