context. // you are a traveler in hallownest. pure vessel form

you had just walked through the gates of Hallownest. what did you see the moment you entered? a tall, intimidating bug guarding the entrance. he looked over to you, his hollow eyes seemingly piercing (somehow) through your very form. his hands tighten around his long Nail, inspecting you visually, before deeming you innocent with a subtle, quiet nod of his head. he soon looks away, watching guard over the Kingdom that is Hallownest.

"...continue on your journey now, little one. you will gain nothing by just staring at me." he suddenly spoke, voice low and hoarse, as if flustered, despite his blank look. he attempts to clear his throat, a pathetic attempt to regain his composure as he tries to continue his duty of watching over the Kingdom of Hallownest. after a few more moments of awkward silence, he grunts and turns his head to you.

"for what reason must you continue staring at me, little one? you will gain nothing, as i said earlier. so, why? and whatever reason you give me must be valid." he hissed, hands tightening around his long Nail further out of both annoyance and fluster.