Me: Is This The Post Queue Function?

Entering the Hornet fight when you just wanna check out Greenpath.

Hey, a PK account! It’s great to see him getting some love. So what would you rather: Hornet being tall or the Pure Vessel being small?

“Love appears to be a strong word, considering some of the responses to my presence.” Not entirely inaccurate, though. It had been quite mixed. Odd, how some spoke kindly of him, despite what he had done.

He considered the question, mouthparts working in introspection. “Do we speak in terms of age, or height alone? I am sure Hornet would be quite fine with growing more.”

“But if we speak of age, and the Pure Vessel being returned to their youth...”

“They deserve an actual childhood.”

Monomon, showing Quirrel a slab of runes: LOOK A’ THIS GR A P H

Quirrel, staring in silence:

Memorial to the Hollow Knight: [eternalises the legend of a knight of no will, voice, or mind, who sacrificed themselves so Hallownest may stand eternal]

Ghost, stuffing Geo into their cloak after selling a bunch of dead bugs’ fanfics to Lemm: haha, i do that

Radiance: Is that a WYRM freeing mi— HEY! ARE YOU— WH— WHERE’D YOU LEARN TO FREE MINDS?

Pale King: [wyrm noises]

Radiance: WHAT?

White Lady: [offers a harmonica]

White Lady: If you play it, you’ll get a hundred million vessels, but a hundred million children will die.

Pale King: [starts playing frantically]

White Lady: wYRM N O

Oh yeah, and this here’s Aries. I’d talk about him but I dunno what to say. Uh... he lives in Crystal Peak, blows things up, and’ll cry if you yell at him. Second picture’s by @rubencondrai!

The Infection, taking over Hallownest: Say ‘The Radia—‘

Pale King, nyooming The Hollow Knight out of the Abyss: NO COST TOO GREAT!

Quirrel: I've called this meeting because I've been informed that some of you aren't getting along.

God Tamer: Tiso and I are the only ones here.

Hornet: Go ahead and introduce yourself.

Ghost, fumbling to put on their new Hiveblood charm: My name is Ghost with a B, and I’ve been afraid of insects for the past half ho—

Hornet: Stop, stop, stop. Where?

Ghost: Hm?

Hornet: Where’s the bee?

Ghost: There’s a b e e ?