[Disbelief and lifetime habit of do not think means the Hollow Knight doesn't understand, for several shaky moments that feels like years, what they're meant to do.
Their sibling has not burned. Their sibling, any sibling has survived the terror their own failure made of Hallownest. The battle they had rings in their mind, but the result was drowned out by Her screams and their own pain-fear-rage-triumph.
This makes them feel so horribly strongly, but they aren't sure how to identify what. They likely should not try.
Soul, freely given. They roll to their side, resting on their good arm, and drag it into themselves.
It's...uncomfortable. What they once used for Soul, the Light from their father for attacks and healing, have been scorched out by the Radiance's Old Light instead. Their body is unpracticed. They are a much larger vessel.
It doesn't matter. They have had worse. Their sibling must have reason to be helping them.
They Focus, and the many cracks along their torso begin to knit back together from the furthest point back.]
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Their sibling has not burned. Their sibling, any sibling has survived the terror their own failure made of Hallownest. The battle they had rings in their mind, but the result was drowned out by Her screams and their own pain-fear-rage-triumph.
This makes them feel so horribly strongly, but they aren't sure how to identify what. They likely should not try.
Soul, freely given. They roll to their side, resting on their good arm, and drag it into themselves.
It's...uncomfortable. What they once used for Soul, the Light from their father for attacks and healing, have been scorched out by the Radiance's Old Light instead. Their body is unpracticed. They are a much larger vessel.
It doesn't matter. They have had worse. Their sibling must have reason to be helping them.
They Focus, and the many cracks along their torso begin to knit back together from the furthest point back.]