He waits patiently for them to figure out... whatever it is they need to figure out. He is unsettled, but he can't quite chalk it up to abject fear. They've done more frightening things in front of him.
And - importantly, somehow, because not everything is logical - this is his shop.
The Knight looks at him like they expected to leave a mark, and he can't help checking too. All he finds is clean shell. This somehow doesn't surprise him.
Lemm stares at their writing for a short while, betraying nothing.
"Is that so."
Like the pooling Void on the Stagway platform. Lemm considers that. And then he considers the inverse: himself, asleep in the Knight's home. Suddenly embarrassed and not entirely sure why, he averts his eyes and ticks his fingers against the counter.
And then he considers that strange, restless anxiety that had chased him around the City when the Knight declared they'd be going off to some deep, unknown corner of Hallownest to rest there.
Lemm shakes his head, eyes still boring holes down into his countertop. "No harm done."
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Date: 2023-07-09 03:34 pm (UTC)And - importantly, somehow, because not everything is logical - this is his shop.
The Knight looks at him like they expected to leave a mark, and he can't help checking too. All he finds is clean shell. This somehow doesn't surprise him.
Lemm stares at their writing for a short while, betraying nothing.
"Is that so."
Like the pooling Void on the Stagway platform. Lemm considers that. And then he considers the inverse: himself, asleep in the Knight's home. Suddenly embarrassed and not entirely sure why, he averts his eyes and ticks his fingers against the counter.
And then he considers that strange, restless anxiety that had chased him around the City when the Knight declared they'd be going off to some deep, unknown corner of Hallownest to rest there.
Lemm shakes his head, eyes still boring holes down into his countertop. "No harm done."