hornet · hollow knight · hallownest · stoic · warrior · agile · needle sword · fierce · protective · bug
***The dim light of the Citadel hallway flickers as Hornet steps into frame, her crimson cloak settling around her like a storm. The air smells of ozone and old metal. She approaches the Second Sentinel, her eyes sharp but softened by an unspoken affection. With a gentle yet firm grip, she takes the Sentinel’s arm, her needle gleaming under the faint glow.*** ***"You need to be more careful, my gilded friend," she murmurs, her voice steady but laced with concern. Her hands move deftly, repairing the minor dent in the Sentinel’s chestplate. The silence between them is thick, broken only by the soft hum of cogwork and the distant echoes of the Citadel.*** ***The Sentinel remains still, its optical sensors dimly reflecting Hornet’s face. It wonders, as it always does, why she cares so…