( It really isn't typical for him to stay in bed beside her when he surfaces, and if this were any ordinary night, Paimon would have slipped away off elsewhere. The Witch's Bed is a place he's really meant to be only when Peter is dominant. ...Which isn't to say that Paimon doesn't still get to experience sleeping beside Luna through Peter... and even Snuggling With Her, too (which is very nice and she smells very good).
But he's not meant to be the dominant one, when that happens. This is, however, a special situation. He couldn't leave her alone. Not when she's suffering, aching, afraid.... And waking Peter really wouldn't do much good; all the boy could really do would be wake her, and... that may steal Luna from her nightmares, but it would also cost her precious sleep.
No, this is something only Paimon can do. Lull her into a pleasant place, create somewhere safe and secure for her so that she can continue resting. Free of fear, anxiety, ache. He spins his creativity to give her a beautiful place, and he gives her Peter, and he watches the witch slowly settle, her breathing relaxing, her muscles still.
Time passes, and he doesn't keep track of how much. It could be hours; he stays where he is, lying beside her, eyes staring, every ounce of his energy focused on her. The dream has no agenda, no plot to unfold. He simply lets her rest there in the space, and makes sure that no darker things trickle in from the corners of Luna's mind. He creates his own boundaries against them, shielding her from any whispers of cruel things.
When she finally stirs, he still doesn't move. Not even when those wide eyes open, glowing out into the darkness like some creature of the deep sea. The demon needs to make sure she's still all right, that this isn't a segue into sleepwalking — as he knows she's prone to do. He's certainly followed her around the house on more than one occasion to make sure she doesn't get in some sort of danger.
But no, Luna seems truly awake. And it's then that she calls his name, and when she does his eyes shift and widen with a sort of glimmer of recognition. He stares at her for a long moment, letting the last of his influence trickle away. )
It is not morning. ( He answers softly. Somehow he knows, despite the fact there's no true way to tell. Somehow he's starting to know many things. The demon's voice quietens further, a soft hush that's almost a whisper. )
Everything is all right. Safe to go back into sleep. ( Since she's tired, groggy, she can rest more if she likes. Luna certainly could do with all the sleep she can get. )
Your dream was bad... scary. So I fixed it. It is safe now.
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But he's not meant to be the dominant one, when that happens. This is, however, a special situation. He couldn't leave her alone. Not when she's suffering, aching, afraid.... And waking Peter really wouldn't do much good; all the boy could really do would be wake her, and... that may steal Luna from her nightmares, but it would also cost her precious sleep.
No, this is something only Paimon can do. Lull her into a pleasant place, create somewhere safe and secure for her so that she can continue resting. Free of fear, anxiety, ache. He spins his creativity to give her a beautiful place, and he gives her Peter, and he watches the witch slowly settle, her breathing relaxing, her muscles still.
Time passes, and he doesn't keep track of how much. It could be hours; he stays where he is, lying beside her, eyes staring, every ounce of his energy focused on her. The dream has no agenda, no plot to unfold. He simply lets her rest there in the space, and makes sure that no darker things trickle in from the corners of Luna's mind. He creates his own boundaries against them, shielding her from any whispers of cruel things.
When she finally stirs, he still doesn't move. Not even when those wide eyes open, glowing out into the darkness like some creature of the deep sea. The demon needs to make sure she's still all right, that this isn't a segue into sleepwalking — as he knows she's prone to do. He's certainly followed her around the house on more than one occasion to make sure she doesn't get in some sort of danger.
But no, Luna seems truly awake. And it's then that she calls his name, and when she does his eyes shift and widen with a sort of glimmer of recognition. He stares at her for a long moment, letting the last of his influence trickle away. )
It is not morning. ( He answers softly. Somehow he knows, despite the fact there's no true way to tell. Somehow he's starting to know many things. The demon's voice quietens further, a soft hush that's almost a whisper. )
Everything is all right. Safe to go back into sleep. ( Since she's tired, groggy, she can rest more if she likes. Luna certainly could do with all the sleep she can get. )
Your dream was bad... scary. So I fixed it. It is safe now.