Still, they realize the sting of insult at Lemm's rough kindness is wrong. It isn't allowed to sway them into an outward snap.
The Knight runs their claws under I know it isn't.
They start to write enough times that there are blots of ink blocking off a chunk of the next line before they truly begin.
I haven't hadn't been able to care about anything for a significant amount of time before now. I have not had family. I have not had friends. I have not had connection to place or person, as a shadow that wandered for so long along the edges of where others are. My siblings, you, the ones who I met again and again in Hallownest have changed this/reminded me.
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They were only--explaining. Confessing.
Still, they realize the sting of insult at Lemm's rough kindness is wrong. It isn't allowed to sway them into an outward snap.
The Knight runs their claws under I know it isn't.
They start to write enough times that there are blots of ink blocking off a chunk of the next line before they truly begin.
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haven'thadn't been able to care about anything for a significant amount of time before now. I have not had family. I have not had friends. I have not had connection to place or person, as a shadow that wandered for so long along the edges of where others are.My siblings, you, the ones who I met again and again in Hallownest have changed this/reminded me.