[ Some of the time is enough.

He hasn't quite... thought of it that way, before. It reminds him of something Luna might say: making him remember that he's still here, even if something else is here, too. And it... calms him a little; he takes a few slow breaths. ]

I-it's more.... when he's at the wheel, I'm not here at all. I can't remember anything he does. I mean, I remember pieces of it later sometimes, but... I don't actually see it happening at the time?

[ Sometimes the two of them seem to... blend, into some strange convoluted mess, but it's not like Peter hears the demon talking in his head and can reply back (or at least... as far as he knows). So far, only one of them can be functional at a time. It feels like it's swallowing him up whenever it takes over; Peter falls into some strange darkness, a sort of sleep, but it isn't restful. When he wakes from it later, he's sick, physically sick, like the demon is some illness. ]

....Is that what it's like for the person you know back home? Like someone else is taking the wheel and he just has to watch what's happening?