"I know not of anything that can cure the abyss's taint once it has taken root. Not even fire can drive it back. It only seems to drive it madder. Light breaks the abyss but... I do not believe it is enough for that which threatens to turn me hollow" he explained as best he could. If thine remedies work, then thine magical works could cure those made sick by the abyss, which in turn gives me hope" he smiled slightly. "Hope is what keeps us from going hollow" he added.
The knight walked over to see what she had been doing. Seeing the freshly drawn bath, he felt thankful. It was a luxury he had not know in a while. Being able to bathe in such a fashion. He had been out in the world for so long, trying to hold back the abyss for the sake of the age of Fire. How thankful had Gwyn been for his sacrifice? Did it matter?
"Thou must promise that if the abyss spreads further within me, you must stop it and take my life" he said, looking into the water.