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Har har, life is tough all right! Benj'n here's wasting away before us, poor wretch!
– Crull

Crull and Benjin are NPCs in Hollow Knight: Silksong. Crull is the larger bug and Benjin is the smaller bug.

Background

Crull and Benjin are implied to have lived in Sinner's Road for some time, living off of breeding Muckroaches.[Missing reference] While the Roach Guts Wish is active, Benjin recalls a time where the area grew fresher food, with Crull interjecting that they now survive off of roaches for food. Crull gives Hornet the Tacks, mentioning that he used them when he previously wrangled roaches.[Missing reference]

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In-Game Events

Crull and Benjin can be found in Sinner's Road. After speaking to them, they offer the Roach Guts wish. Upon granting the wish, they give the Tacks tool.

While the Infestation Operation wish is active, Crull and Benjin sell Hornet the Steel Spines for  160.

In Act 3 their bodies can be found crushed under debris, letting Hornet take the Tacks and Steel Spines for free if she hasn't acquired them already.

Dialogue

Sinner's Road
First Encounter Crull : Oi, why you come in here, all treadin' muck? With that nasty-lookin' poker by yer side? Eh?

Benjin : Yeah, why you comin' in here? We ain't done nothin' wrong. We ain't all twisted like them roachkeepers!
Crull : She's come to kill us, Benj'n! S'the blimmin' end for us, old mate! Har har!
Hornet: I mean you no harm good bugs. I cut down only those who bar my path.
Crull : That so? Well, them keepers outside ain't inclined to let strangers pass by, so you'll be makin' good use of yer poker there, missy.

Offered the Roach Guts wish Hornet: The roaches outside, why are they kept in pens? They seem a dangerous creature to cage or tame.

Benjin : Us moorbugs gotta eat, don't we? They're wild fast breeders, them Muckroaches. Hard shells and tough meat, if you can even crack 'em open, but options ain't plentiful so we ain't choosy. Ain't so bad to eat, once you're used to it. The guts is the best bit, but them's a choice cut and we ain't had it for ages now.
Crull : Har har, life is tough all right! Benj'n here's wasting away before us, poor wretch!
Crull : Tugs at your emotions, eh missy? How 'bout you put that poker to good use? Go poach some of them roaches and get us some tasty guts. There'd be fair trade waitin' for you.

Refusing their Wish Crull : Refuse us do you missy? No matter then. We'll just get back to slowly starving, har har!
Speaking after refusing the Roach Guts wish Crull : How 'bout you put that poker to good use then, missy? Go poach some of them roaches and get us some tasty guts? There'd be fair trade waitin' for yer!
After accepting their Wish Crull : Har. I reckon you don't know how much trouble you've promised yourself just now, missy. Ah well, best you get to it. Muckroaches are everywhere along these old roads. Just find a few and pluck their guts out. Easy as sin.
Speaking while the wish is active Benjin : It's said that the moors used to grow a bounty of fresh food, way back before that Citadel set us about catchin' their fallin' thread. Sounds right lovely, eh missy? Always eatin', never troubled by no grumblin' belly?

Crull : Har har! Yer like a hatchling Benj'n! So given to fancies! Now breedin' roaches is what keeps us from starvin'. Dangerous work and not the finest diet, but we ain't complainin'.
Crull : Specially as more and more of them keepers are succumbing to the strange sickness. Only means more meat for us. Har!

Speaking again Hornet: The beasts outside and their masters alike are all ensnared by this land's silken affliction. You are lucky bugs to have not succumbed.

Crull : The Haunting? Oh, we's got that all worked out. Benj'n and me are a right pair of philosophers when we bend our minds to it. It's faith that gets you. It's all caused by being too devout!
Benjin : Yeah! Or maybe not bein' devout enough!
Crull : Or maybe it's safest not to think about it at all. Har har!

Exhausted dialogue while Wish is active Crull : We're still waitin' on them roach guts you promised missy. Patiently, but not too patiently, you get me?

Benjin : You can find the Muckroaches all 'round these roads. Cut one down and reach inside its shell to pull out the tasty guts! Mmmmm!

Speaking after collecting the required Roach Guts Crull : Ooh, someone's carrying a delectable scent! Come to deliver us what you promised, missy?
Refusing to hand over the required roach guts Benjin : Wh... why the delay? You keepin' them guts for yourself? Here Crull, she's goin' back on her promise!

Crull : Har. Promises is easily broken. But then, so's a lot of other things. How 'bout you reconsider yer greed there, missy?

Handing over the required roach guts Benjin : That smell! S'overwhelming! I ain't never seen so many roach guts at once!

Crull : Benj'n me old mate, get a grip on yerself. These guts still need cuttin', and cleanin', and stewin'. You got a lotta work ahead of you.
Benjin : Fine by me, Crull, if it means such a feast! We'll be eatin' like they do up in the Citadel soon enough!
Crull : And what about you, missy? You be joinin' us for this exquisite meal?
Hornet: I'm afraid not, sirs. I must keep moving, and I fear the taste of such a delicacy is wasted on me.
Crull : I was hopin' as much. Two can sing, but three's too many, eh? Har har! Still, maybe this tool is enough for you to 'member us by? A pointed weapon of me own makin', from when I used to wrangle the Muckroaches meself. I bet you'll get some good use from it.

Exhausted dialogue Crull : We're all fine here, miss. Content, like. P'raps it were time you made your way, eh?

Benjin : Yeah, be on your way! And, erm, thanks for yer help there.

Playing the Needolin Sat amidst the putrid smell!

Nothing left but dust to sell...
Grey guts, ragged shell...
Knock me on the head, old girl!

Infestation Operation
Speaking while the wish Infestation Operation is active Hornet: Good bugs, I am here on request of the doctor Yarnaby. She requires spines forged of steel, for a crucial operation.

Crull: Argh! Look at 'er, Benj'n. She's all sick like! Coiled up tight with somethin' weird. I reckon that operation's for her herself!
Benjin: She's a sad sight for sure Crull, but sick or not our scrap's hard-found. If she's wantin', we's gotta be gettin' paid!
Crull: Ah! 'Fraid the little one speaks true, missy. You might be ailin', but we can't be offerin' charity.
We're stockin' the spines you need. You just gotta be ready to part with some beads!

Refusing the buy the Steel Spines Benjin: Oi! You ain't got the beads? Or you just not wantin' to part with 'em?

Crull: Hardly the time to be a miser, missy. You're gonna be livin' sick till you buy these spines from us.

Speaking after refusing the Steel Spines Benjin: Thinkin' serious about the spines, missy? Surely your good health's worth more than a few beads!
Agreeing to purchase the Steel Spines Crull: S'a pleasure doin' business, ma'am. It's only the finest scrap we're sellin'. Promise!

For your shell's sake, we'll be hopin' all them spines can get the job done!

Exhausted dialogue after buying the Steel Spines while Infestation Operation is active Crull: Another trade fairly conducted, har. Those spines are sharp, and they's hardly begun to rust. Better be gettin' back to your doc to get yerself sorted out, eh?

Location

Crull and Benjin can be found in a hut in Sinner's Road.

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References

  1. The one whose name appears on top is determined by whichever of them started the current "block of dialogue", that being lines of dialogue without Hornet speaking in between.
  2. Yarnaby dialogue: "Two bugs hide away there, Benjin and Crull. Simple types, woefully ignorant... yet they have been useful in procuring me materials."
  3. Crull and Benjin dialogue: "It's said that the moors used to grow a bounty of fresh food, way back before that Citadel set us about catchin' their fallin' thread."
  4. Hornet: I'm afraid not, sirs. I must keep moving, and I fear the taste of such a delicacy is wasted on me.