[It is rare that Grimm is stunned into silence and the Knight is one of the few who get to see that.

He knows that is a word the Knight has nothing but bad memories attached to. Like it or not, the Pale King was their father but he abandoned all of his children and did not deserve to be called a parent. He tainted that word for them with his actions and if they never used it again no one should fault them for it.

But despite it all, they still want to...call him father. All fires burn with the knowledge they will one day run out of kindling. Grimm's existence is that of a God endlessly burning bright and dying out. They know this.

But this is what they want, regardless.

Grimm closes his hands around the Knight's as he tries to work out something - anything - to say. But eventually...he just gives up and hugs them.]

My child...thank you. For everything you have given me.

[For making this life shine so brightly. For giving Brumm someone to listen to his worries. For entertaining Divine's whims. For loving the Grimmchild.

For giving the world of Hallownest one more chance.]

...if you are willing, there is something I wish to say. If that is fine with you.