@rainonglass
Herrah recognized this bug, if only vaguely. Prior to becoming a Dreamer, it was safe to say she had never known Monomon that well, however... she still recognized this bug as the teacher’s apprentice, even if it had taken her a few minutes to fully place the feeling of recognition. How interesting. Whoever or whatever was taking them here seemed to have quite the strange choice in insects (and other beings) to take, it seemed.
Now, she may have recognized the apprentice, but that didn’t mean she knew his name. As mentioned before, it wasn’t like she had been particularly close with Monomon; or Lurien either, for that matter... Herrah had never been fond of the bugs of Hallownest, and there was a reason her role in becoming a Dreamer had only come from the bargain offered by that wyrm.
Still, she had no reason to hate Quirrel in particular, unlike the Pale King. And, given how many humanoids were here, seeing another insectoid was a bit of a relief.
“Greetings,” She nodded her head to him briefly, though she still towered over the smaller bug in size. Despite her best attempts, Herrah knew she would probably still come across as intimidating. Others called her “the beast” for a reason, after all.
“I mean no harm.”
