[It's a simple matter. A task given. And a task completed, as eventually every machine falls. Any more that are here must be deeper in. Nowhere nearby and, thus, nothing the Hollow Knight feels they need to worry about.
The purpose fulfilled, they drop back into a slouch, their nail once again dragging behind them. It's no longer needed at the ready.
And they feel... tired.
That's nothing new, of course. They usually do.
They only just lift their head a little, to look towards Grimm. As if expecting something, but they don't really know what it is they're expecting.
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The purpose fulfilled, they drop back into a slouch, their nail once again dragging behind them. It's no longer needed at the ready.
And they feel... tired.
That's nothing new, of course. They usually do.
They only just lift their head a little, to look towards Grimm. As if expecting something, but they don't really know what it is they're expecting.
This is all a lot.]