Being asked if it liked anything was unusual to it. The Hollow Knight considered the idea, turning over the concept of like in the emptiness it cocooned itself in. Like. Did it like forests?

After a moment of staring, it flipped over the piece of paper that had Queen's Gardens. It picked up the pen again, and drew a rough scribble of the White Lady's face, with her twining mass of roots growing up from her head in what it considered a passable visualization of branches.

It considered for a moment, and then wrote The Queen enjoyed the green places in its same character-less hand. It presented that to Lyng, and then gave a very small nod of its head.