It was a lovely experience, and the Hollow Knight left feeling its shell buffed to a fine polish, healthy and glowing. It walked hand in hand with Lobco from the bathhouse through to the residential area. It hadn't moved from its original lodging - indeed, it hardly used them, except to store things.
The house was somewhat bare, with the few items it had been gifted reverently displayed on the otherwise bare shelves, with its old, broken nail and tattered, ragged cloak in prime spot. Nestled atop the ragged fabric was the shining icon of the Pale King.
Beside that was a small incense burner, which the Hollow Knight gently disentangled its hand from Lobco's own to light. The scent was slightly spicy, with a smoky, tea-like scent to it otherwise.
That done, it turned back to her, took her hand again, and led her over to the couch. It was clean and comfortable, though obviously not much used. It was sure to fluff the cushions with one hand before she sat.
oh lord we're skipping
The house was somewhat bare, with the few items it had been gifted reverently displayed on the otherwise bare shelves, with its old, broken nail and tattered, ragged cloak in prime spot. Nestled atop the ragged fabric was the shining icon of the Pale King.
Beside that was a small incense burner, which the Hollow Knight gently disentangled its hand from Lobco's own to light. The scent was slightly spicy, with a smoky, tea-like scent to it otherwise.
That done, it turned back to her, took her hand again, and led her over to the couch. It was clean and comfortable, though obviously not much used. It was sure to fluff the cushions with one hand before she sat.