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[silksentinel]

[A video feed begins showing Hornet from the neck down. She lifts a piece of paper to present to the feed on which is drawn her mask.]

My mask was washed away during the flooding. If anyone comes upon it I would greatly appreciate it if they would return it to me. I will gladly recompense you in the form of demichroma, Chroma, or if you need anything sewn I can do that as well. I'm willing to negotiate.

[Simple and to the point, she turns off the feed without further ado.]

(ooc; if anyone wants to plot being the one to find it you can dm me or contact me on CalledVertigo)

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text; un hornet

[silksentinel]

Hello, Hollow Knight.
Yes. Fortunately someone has found it.

[instilled]

That is good.
Is it whole?

[ Says the one with the cracked mask. ]

[silksentinel]

It is undamaged.

[She wouldn't know how to repair it, and she's not sure who could.]

I was very fortunate someone found it.

[instilled]

I am pleased to hear this, sister.

[ There was something about calling itself I in front of Hornet in particular that felt both so affirming and so daunting. Perhaps because she was so like their Father, in so many ways, despite the Beast being such a presence in her as well. ]

Our sibling and I were speaking some time ago, and were wondering if you would like to visit a Hot Spring with us, so long as we find one that suits?

[silksentinel]

["I"

There's a lot of weight to that single word. It's a bit shocking to see, and may have troubled her a long time ago but now?

She's glad for them.]

Yes. I see nothing wrong with that.

[instilled]

[ It was a relief to see no judgement from her. Somehow, it had still thought she might have been outraged. Her mother had died as part of its seal, and she would of course have had more of a bond with the Beast than the Vessel both her mother, its Mother, and their Father, had told her to ignore. It so flagrantly flaunting that it was not empty could have been terrible.

It was glad it was not. ]

Very well.
I shall continue looking.