[The small figure - vessel, friendly, sibling - approaches. They move with purpose. Confident about what they're doing, even though they haven't been told to do anything. Therein lies the difference between them, then.
The Hollow Knight looks down. Just when they do, their little sibling reaches for their hand. That's one thing.
More unexpected, perhaps, is that without thinking... the Hollow Knight reaches as well. It isn't something they realize they're doing.
Not until their father interrupts.
They pull back immediately, as if they've been burned. Because the message is very clear. Don't. And they look down again. Not at the Knight, this time. It is simply regret that washes over them, now.
Of course. They shouldn't have... And they should have realized that immediately.]
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The Hollow Knight looks down. Just when they do, their little sibling reaches for their hand. That's one thing.
More unexpected, perhaps, is that without thinking... the Hollow Knight reaches as well. It isn't something they realize they're doing.
Not until their father interrupts.
They pull back immediately, as if they've been burned. Because the message is very clear. Don't. And they look down again. Not at the Knight, this time. It is simply regret that washes over them, now.
Of course. They shouldn't have... And they should have realized that immediately.]