( The demon nods softly, watching her understand. Truthfully, he'd never intended on outright telling her, or at least not now. It's something he's simply been doing in his own time — not something Luna explicitly asked him to do, but something that comes along with the package of taking care of her energy. That in itself makes it equal; he doesn't need to be directed to do it. It's part of his role, to care for her. )

I did.... I fixed it.

( He doesn't even really know how to describe what it is, only that it's felt... right. )

I did not know either. Not for a long time. But now.... I feel... more. More whole. More better.

...I can do more things.

( This place not keeping him under a certain padding, not keeping his powers muted down.... His continuing to learn about himself.... forming more connections with others.... and Peter slowly growing just a little bit stronger, able to handle Paimon in certain ways that he once wasn't. All of these factors have perhaps helped the demon become more, again. Even if he still has a way to go when it comes to fully regaining his true self, if it can ever even be done. )

I can help your mind stop hurting. ( There's a soft frown as he remembers those soft sounds, and the way her face had looked. Upset, pained. )

...I heard you crying out, when you slumbered. Your dream was.... very bad.