I had a dream where Knack was somehow pregnant...
This is the second dream I've had with the premise. I'm taking some creative liberties because I had a lot of dreams and my sibling's kitty wouldn't let me write it down straight away.
We were in my grandma's house - which in real life had slowly become a dilapidated shack until it flooded. Here, it resembled how it did in my childhood and teen years.
I remember sitting on a beige recliner pushed to the middle of the room, while Lucas sat opposite to me on the couch. It was night, so the sliding glass door behind him brought no light. Light was delivered from a variety of small sources - the main kitchen light filtered in from the walkway and some peer-over gaps to my left. Grandma's desk at my right housed a lamp whose light allowed me to see Lucas's face. His legs were extended and crossed at his ankles, so I was the only one with my shoes on the ancient brown carpet.
I don't remember if Lucas was telling me about the situation right then, or if we were just chilling, and I was remembering something he had told me earlier, while we were at the Doctor's campus.
He said: Knack doesn't usually eat. Because he just doesn't need to. The most he'll put in his mouth are occasional sweets - hard candies he can crunch up and then brush away later. But lately he started putting real food on his plate at dinner. And he actually eats it! It just disappears. Or, something. Mainly he's been eating a lot of rocks. And some tools have gone missing. He won't tell me anything about it. He's been acting weird. I don't know how to explain it...
Knack was looking around in my grandma's pantry, and if this was a conversation, he would have heard everything. But even though he was six feet tall, he said nothing.
Lucas also said that Knack is typically very small whenever he doesn't have to do anything, but he hasn't been that small in several weeks.