A question. To be answered, as decreed. The glance is nearly unnecessary; that inkwell is the only way they can respond to something that is not yes, no, or which way.

They place the marker back in their void carefully, as though it's become twice as delicate as the quill and paper they pull to rest in front of them.

The Hollow Knight stares down at the paper as they did the gravestone, as they did the King's Idol.

The writing is crooked, terribly slow, with a bit of Fungal flare instead of Mosskin this time, and, of course, purely factual.

Relic.
History / writing of Hallownest History upon it. Carved,
lasting.