They put it near him, and he's tempted. He might not get the chance to examine it again, but - no. They never agreed to cleaning it back in the shop. It's not an ownerless relic lost in a ruin somewhere, the owner is in front of him and he never got permission. And now is not the time to ask with an impatient spider girl waiting downstairs.

Lemm keeps his eyes on the Hollow Knight and extends a hand.

"It's been - nice," he settles on. "Meeting you."

Awkwardly put, but least it avoids hyperbole like it's been an honour or a pleasure or whatever else that just doesn't feel like the right thing to say after fishing someone out of the rain, no matter who they are.