[Fate certainly seems fond of handing Grimm the strange and curious. Those who choose to become members of the Grimm Troupe were often quite strange even by the standards of bugs, Brumm and his silence, Divine and her..."habits". Not to say that he did not enjoy the company (and Grimm was not blind to his own eccentric nature) but both the Troupe Master and the God of Nightmares appeared to attract the weird.
And, in this case, the old. A Vessel may take the form of a child but it has been a long, long time since that little project of Wyrm's first because a reality. Older then they appear in mind - and although the claim of no mind to break, one had to look around themself to see see that was not quite true.
(Although taking the brunt of the Radiance's rage was likely enough to age anyone to an early grave.)
The look the little Vessel gives him clues Grimm into what they are thinking, that they are unsure as to why he was here. The answer is...perhaps lackluster.]
I was going for a stroll, to see what remains in this land and perhaps hunt down the one who has summoned us to Hallownest. You are an unexpected but welcomed sight. I have not had a chance to speak to a Vessel in the waking world. Perhaps we have met in your nightmares?
[Grimm's memory was sharp and he could recall with clarity when needed, but the nightmares themselves blended in his mind unless they were needed. Thousands upon thousands of bugs and thus nightmares to visit them on dark and cold nights...more-so now then ever.
But if they have met, then perhaps the colors the Troupe Master wore were different. Lighter but yet darker, a flame that could not stop until the Vessel woke up.]
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And, in this case, the old. A Vessel may take the form of a child but it has been a long, long time since that little project of Wyrm's first because a reality. Older then they appear in mind - and although the claim of no mind to break, one had to look around themself to see see that was not quite true.
(Although taking the brunt of the Radiance's rage was likely enough to age anyone to an early grave.)
The look the little Vessel gives him clues Grimm into what they are thinking, that they are unsure as to why he was here. The answer is...perhaps lackluster.]
I was going for a stroll, to see what remains in this land and perhaps hunt down the one who has summoned us to Hallownest. You are an unexpected but welcomed sight. I have not had a chance to speak to a Vessel in the waking world. Perhaps we have met in your nightmares?
[Grimm's memory was sharp and he could recall with clarity when needed, but the nightmares themselves blended in his mind unless they were needed. Thousands upon thousands of bugs and thus nightmares to visit them on dark and cold nights...more-so now then ever.
But if they have met, then perhaps the colors the Troupe Master wore were different. Lighter but yet darker, a flame that could not stop until the Vessel woke up.]