The Knight agrees with quiet intensity, though they counter with a tiny bit of understanding. None would want to believe the plague was returning. The denial of the desperate is powerful, as they've experienced firsthand multiple times.
In particular, any potential for fondness for the White Lady was long outweighed by disgusted pity--but they refrain from continuing, if Lemm doesn't intentionally prod. They still haven't visited her since before.
They know what he was going to say, and don't comment. They're fond of it, but he's entirely right; most of Dirtmouth is its own ruin.
I think I passed through there, they note with some surprise. From the Journal, they were wondering at further lands they'd wandered across, a long time ago. This is recent history, they think, with an internal flash of humor. I was moving too quickly to assess it. None of them got in the way, at least.
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Date: 2023-02-17 06:37 am (UTC)In particular, any potential for fondness for the White Lady was long outweighed by disgusted pity--but they refrain from continuing, if Lemm doesn't intentionally prod. They still haven't visited her since before.
They know what he was going to say, and don't comment. They're fond of it, but he's entirely right; most of Dirtmouth is its own ruin.
I think I passed through there, they note with some surprise. From the Journal, they were wondering at further lands they'd wandered across, a long time ago. This is recent history, they think, with an internal flash of humor. I was moving too quickly to assess it. None of them got in the way, at least.