With the curtain pushed out of the way to let the air circulate, the clutter of his back room and everything he's doing back there is visible. Lemm pulls a fairly plain-looking bowl from the back of a cluttered cupboard, and takes the kettle he'd used for the tea earlier and pours some still-warm water into it. After a moment's debate he also drops in a pinch of some powder from a sealed container and ruffles the water a bit with his thumb to mix it.
On his way out, he pauses by the stove and turns the valve to let it die off. The shop is warm enough now, no need to turn it into a hot spring.
Lemm returns and stoops to set the bowl beside the Hollow Knight on the side of their good arm. His hand is still wet; he rubs his fingertips together pointedly.
"S'for metal usually, but it'll do no harm to shell, either. Still - can't imagine why I'd need to say this, but don't get any of that in your eyes." Will it even be an irritant to someone whose eyes are basically Void behind a mask? Unlikely, but he certainly will not be the first to see it tested.
Now that he's closer, Lemm also finds himself snagged by the relic they're working on. It has come up beautifully. It'd be a shame to say nothing, but he'd planned not to lecture them any further on something that interested them none. His hands curl and uncurl at his sides, gaze pinned on it for a short while.
"...You're doing a fine job," he settles on as a compromise, and returns to his desk.
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Date: 2023-01-18 12:04 pm (UTC)On his way out, he pauses by the stove and turns the valve to let it die off. The shop is warm enough now, no need to turn it into a hot spring.
Lemm returns and stoops to set the bowl beside the Hollow Knight on the side of their good arm. His hand is still wet; he rubs his fingertips together pointedly.
"S'for metal usually, but it'll do no harm to shell, either. Still - can't imagine why I'd need to say this, but don't get any of that in your eyes." Will it even be an irritant to someone whose eyes are basically Void behind a mask? Unlikely, but he certainly will not be the first to see it tested.
Now that he's closer, Lemm also finds himself snagged by the relic they're working on. It has come up beautifully. It'd be a shame to say nothing, but he'd planned not to lecture them any further on something that interested them none. His hands curl and uncurl at his sides, gaze pinned on it for a short while.
"...You're doing a fine job," he settles on as a compromise, and returns to his desk.