He peers at their writing with a suspicious squint, like he's bracing. It fades into a blink.
It all feels rather silly; precautions taken for no reason. Curtains, and the like. The Hollow Knight hadn't seemed to care for it, or anything else he'd done. He wants to accommodate. He is still uselessly at square one.
...The Hunter's Journal. Right.
Shaking himself out of it with a roll of the shoulders normally reserved for a more charged interaction, he offers the Knight a nod - likely he will ask about them again - and moves on.
Void Tendrils. A note that is certainly from the Hunter, on bugs' theories and strange fancies. Lemm scoffs.
Hornet. He isn't ready to discuss her again so soon. Little more to be gained there. It is noted that the Knight has fought her - difficult, they'd called her, and he agrees - and he notes what's written, and moves on.
The Pure Vessel.
This he studies again, even on his second pass. It's the Hollow Knight, obviously, or - it's what they were supposed to be, if he's putting all the pieces together right. It should make him feel reverent, he thinks. Even as he doesn't. Bitterness pools in the gap.
"...How's that?" He points at it. It's in the Hunter's Journal. That probably merits an explanation.
no subject
It all feels rather silly; precautions taken for no reason. Curtains, and the like. The Hollow Knight hadn't seemed to care for it, or anything else he'd done. He wants to accommodate. He is still uselessly at square one.
...The Hunter's Journal. Right.
Shaking himself out of it with a roll of the shoulders normally reserved for a more charged interaction, he offers the Knight a nod - likely he will ask about them again - and moves on.
Void Tendrils. A note that is certainly from the Hunter, on bugs' theories and strange fancies. Lemm scoffs.
Hornet. He isn't ready to discuss her again so soon. Little more to be gained there. It is noted that the Knight has fought her - difficult, they'd called her, and he agrees - and he notes what's written, and moves on.
The Pure Vessel.
This he studies again, even on his second pass. It's the Hollow Knight, obviously, or - it's what they were supposed to be, if he's putting all the pieces together right. It should make him feel reverent, he thinks. Even as he doesn't. Bitterness pools in the gap.
"...How's that?" He points at it. It's in the Hunter's Journal. That probably merits an explanation.