[ The world is decaying, this world as it was and should be is rotting. They can't help but feel a sort of sadness about it, even wounded, even scarred thousands of times over (both Radiance and Grimm have left different marks on them, healed away more times than they can count, and it's only one of them that they regret meeting).
It was a brief, fleeting vision of someone else's happiness, of things made whole and right; someone else's place to belong. They can't, in truth, be entirely afraid, nor entirely angry, nor anything else.
(If they had been able to witness Hallownest in its prime, even knowing the cost, even knowing its fall, it would bring that same bittersweet feeling. Something can be wrong and right, all at once. Something can be beautiful and rotting.
It's not wrong to be happy, to be loved, even for the briefest moment.
It's not for them to judge.)
This battle is ultimately not a choice, not if the outcome they desire must come to pass - but they can at least choose how they feel about it.
Saying sorry means there is something to forgive. From the Knight's perspective, they find little to forgive in the first place.
If it had happened to them, if their places were reversed, they are certain the anguish and emotions shared would be the same. A shadow rising to bring eternal sleep turned into a flame that drives away any darkness. An execution made a scorching performance.
With the stubborn determination that once felled a god, they bring their nail to bear as many times as it takes.
It's fitting, maybe? In this moment they are closer to acting as Grimm's child - member of the Troupe, burning nightmares to wake someone sleeping - than ever before. ]
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It was a brief, fleeting vision of someone else's happiness, of things made whole and right; someone else's place to belong. They can't, in truth, be entirely afraid, nor entirely angry, nor anything else.
(If they had been able to witness Hallownest in its prime, even knowing the cost, even knowing its fall, it would bring that same bittersweet feeling. Something can be wrong and right, all at once. Something can be beautiful and rotting.
It's not wrong to be happy, to be loved, even for the briefest moment.
It's not for them to judge.)
This battle is ultimately not a choice, not if the outcome they desire must come to pass - but they can at least choose how they feel about it.
Saying sorry means there is something to forgive. From the Knight's perspective, they find little to forgive in the first place.
If it had happened to them, if their places were reversed, they are certain the anguish and emotions shared would be the same. A shadow rising to bring eternal sleep turned into a flame that drives away any darkness. An execution made a scorching performance.
With the stubborn determination that once felled a god, they bring their nail to bear as many times as it takes.
It's fitting, maybe? In this moment they are closer to acting as Grimm's child - member of the Troupe, burning nightmares to wake someone sleeping - than ever before. ]