[ The Hollow Knight had gone with the Moon Knights when they said that there were newcomers to meet. It remembered the assistance it had needed, and if there were others who couldn't speak and found themselves suddenly needing to answer questions, then it could offer help there.
It was a task. The Hollow Knight was made to carry out one particular task, but it could find others in this place.
It was helping shepherd people into safer areas of the ship when it happened. A voice spoke, and an explosion of jelly-matter spattered out. It landed squarely on the Hollow Knight's thorax, the prismatic slime glistening like a glitter bomb on the smooth black of its shell. It glanced down at it, and then to the person who had spoken -- the bug who had spoken. The bug...
... with a very familiar face, worn over his head.
The Hollow Knight froze. No, it wasn't Monomon; she had been far larger, and far more similar to the jellyfish here than the round bug standing before it. And yet that was unmistakably her face, unmistakably the mask of the Teacher, unmistakably the seal of the Dreamer.
Reaching out, the Hollow Knight put its hand on that mask, touching it, half expecting a seal of binding to spring up just under its hand, denying the touch. ]
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It was a task. The Hollow Knight was made to carry out one particular task, but it could find others in this place.
It was helping shepherd people into safer areas of the ship when it happened. A voice spoke, and an explosion of jelly-matter spattered out. It landed squarely on the Hollow Knight's thorax, the prismatic slime glistening like a glitter bomb on the smooth black of its shell. It glanced down at it, and then to the person who had spoken -- the bug who had spoken. The bug...
... with a very familiar face, worn over his head.
The Hollow Knight froze. No, it wasn't Monomon; she had been far larger, and far more similar to the jellyfish here than the round bug standing before it. And yet that was unmistakably her face, unmistakably the mask of the Teacher, unmistakably the seal of the Dreamer.
Reaching out, the Hollow Knight put its hand on that mask, touching it, half expecting a seal of binding to spring up just under its hand, denying the touch. ]