[ Peter's listening to all of this with wide eyes, letting the concept of it absorb into him slowly. It's not a.... relief, to hear about this person going through something like this; it's horrible. But it at least means that Peter's not entirely alone with the concept of something foreign inhabiting him.

He's... met a couple of people here with more than one personality, and others who have dealt with possession before they came here, but those people had been cured of it before this place, and Peter's felt very alone in the concept of it being a thing that he doesn't know how to help. But clearly.... he's not the only one out there in the universe dealing with something like this. ]

I don't know, either. I.... I don't know much about this thing at all. Sometimes I think it's able to be.... aware more than I am? I think it can tell what's going on, even if it doesn't talk to me. I can... feel it. And it's.... getting stronger.

[ It's terrifying to think that where he blacks out whenever Paimon's in control, the demon's able to still be aware when Peter's in control. Does that mean it's.... stronger than him? ....Or maybe meant to take over his body? Is it listening to this conversation now? Lurking in him like some beast in the shadows?

Her words tug at his heart, her.... kindness. And bravery. Most people would be running for the hills at this sort of thing, and it still astounds him that he has friends here who... haven't. He wants to lean into those words so badly, but why.... why did Paimon attack her? What if it happens again? When he speaks again, it's almost a whisper, still afraid. Still horrified by what he'd done. ]

Has the thing in your friend ever tried to... hurt you? Like mine did?