They nod shortly. Acknowledgment. They don't have to, but they should. Accidentally luring him up here to check on them deserves better response, and not explaining--they can't. They did something. In many cases, they have no concern of keeping past mistakes or outright crimes to themselves, but this is now. This is affecting Myla, and it could be doing so to other survivors in Hallownest.
In the edge of their vision, Lemm finds a seat on the floor. After a compulsive glance over Myla and Grimmchild, they circle the room once more before joining him a little ways away.
I discovered Myla in a cage in the Colosseum as battle fodder. I had no idea she was taken. It was pure accident I went there. And it so easily could have been too late. How long since the Infection had died? She had scarring.
This is forcibly pushed aside. They have a task, and it doesn't involve throwing themselves deeper into potentially-dangerous upset.
I became enraged and grew into the Lord of Shades to remove her from that place. Much of the Colosseum had once been Infected. I found those who had been, and Myla, seemingly kept some of the Void in place of it. I used it. The Fools died. The arena collapsed in my escape.
She had seemed aware enough when found, but has yet to fully awaken since. I don't know what I've done.
By the time they offer the paper, they've miserably shrunk down into themselves.
The Knight's nerves fail; they fix a stare at the floor rather than watch him read it through. Something whispers that Lemm once simply feared them, not for them, and perhaps he hadn't been wrong for it.
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In the edge of their vision, Lemm finds a seat on the floor. After a compulsive glance over Myla and Grimmchild, they circle the room once more before joining him a little ways away.
I discovered Myla in a cage in the Colosseum as battle fodder. I had no idea she was taken. It was pure accident I went there. And it so easily could have been too late. How long since the Infection had died? She had scarring.
This is forcibly pushed aside. They have a task, and it doesn't involve throwing themselves deeper into potentially-dangerous upset.
I became enraged and grew into the Lord of Shades to remove her from that place. Much of the Colosseum had once been Infected. I found those who had been, and Myla, seemingly kept some of the Void in place of it.
I used it. The Fools died. The arena collapsed in my escape.
She had seemed aware enough when found, but has yet to fully awaken since. I don't know what I've done.
By the time they offer the paper, they've miserably shrunk down into themselves.
The Knight's nerves fail; they fix a stare at the floor rather than watch him read it through. Something whispers that Lemm once simply feared them, not for them, and perhaps he hadn't been wrong for it.