[ Like his Troupe tents back home, Grimm's living space was dark and red. The warmth and coziness was a stark contrast to the elegance of the White Palace and the emptiness of the Temple of the Black Egg. In its own way, that was comforting.
The Hollow Knight pulled itself back from the embrace, not wanting to make Grimm feel as if he had to give it so prolonged a touch if it was an imposition. It knew it shouldn't be feeling this, but oh, it was so hard to tell itself that.
It knew the Wyrm had died. It had felt it, Her screaming delight and renewed struggle to free Herself, when he had vanished from Hallownest. The Hollow Knight had known its Father; He would never have left this Kingdom if He had had a choice.
Why, then, did the confirmation hurt so?
It typed a message, fingers stiff and shaking slightly. ]
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Date: 2019-10-11 02:51 pm (UTC)The Hollow Knight pulled itself back from the embrace, not wanting to make Grimm feel as if he had to give it so prolonged a touch if it was an imposition. It knew it shouldn't be feeling this, but oh, it was so hard to tell itself that.
It knew the Wyrm had died. It had felt it, Her screaming delight and renewed struggle to free Herself, when he had vanished from Hallownest. The Hollow Knight had known its Father; He would never have left this Kingdom if He had had a choice.
Why, then, did the confirmation hurt so?
It typed a message, fingers stiff and shaking slightly. ]
The world is a smaller place without Him.