#mr. l 01

The Hollow Knight is beginning to believe they have found some semblance of purpose. The occasional passersby that takes pity on them find a way to fill their time. The Hollow Knight follows a new acquaintance, is given a task, and loses track of their mark. It’s a bit of a pattern, but not one they’ve fully picked up on. Or if they have, they’re just glad to have their time occupied.

[ Ohh, what’s... that, you’re workin’ on? ]

In her cheerful state, the woman had found herself stumbling into places she’d never been to before; this one in particular seemed to be an area where people gathered to make things together. Some worked on crafts, while others worked on more complex things; of course, Red was immediately drawn to a man in green tinkering away on what looked to be little machines.

[ Heey, Red, don’t they.. kinda look like the Process, a bit? ] the Transistor laughed a bit as he spoke, as Red peered down at the table below her-- but sighed in relief, when she realized they looked nothing like her foes from Cloudbank. Of course, she’d be incredibly surprised if anyone else from her home ended up here, especially if they brought those things with them.. [ Hey! Can youuu.. make us a Fetch, buddy? I miss Luna.. ]