( Something is wrong. Peter can tell β a quiet alarm registering in him as he takes Luna in, watching her look over his face. His mouth's parting with a soft exhale, his heart skipping an odd, anxious beat. Did something happen? Is she hurt? Maybe someone else is in some kind of trouble, or maybe... someone else has left, yet another precious friend returning to the sea. It seems to be happening a lot lately.
....It isn't her, is it? She isn't compelled to leave him? He knows when it happens, there's no stopping it. Nothing can. You have time to say goodbye, maybe spend another day or two together, but then the sea calls you back.... and you have to go.
The fear of losing Luna strikes like a pinch against Peter's perpetually-raw nerves, and he's swallowing against the nervous tightness in his throat, feeling a hint of the familiar sensation of panic. Thenβ
Dormiens regem.
The boy stiffens on instinct, eyes widening as the words stroke Paimon's spirit, pulling it forth for a moment. But then just as suddenly, the demon's following the command, obeying without question or hesitation, and Peter's body gives a sharp shudder as Paimon pulls himself into a deeper place within, quietly shuts himself down into that subconscious sleep-state. A pair of golden eyes closes, and he's left alone.
Peter gasps quietly, eyelids fluttering for a moment. She's.... sent Paimon into sleep; she doesn't want the demon here for what's going on. Peter's heart is flittering with more anxiety, and then Luna's reaching for him with those trembling hands, mouth gently brushing against his nose in a gentle kiss. He doesn't understand but he's tipping forwards for her all the same, wide-eyed as the girl hugs him so tightly. His arms come up around her to return the embrace, protective as he holds onto her, staring past her shoulder. )
I'm here. It's okay, I'm here. ( His voice is hushed, soft. She seems... shaken. Maybe scared. Something's upset her deeply. A hand lifts, finds the back of her head to gently brush his fingers into her hair. )
rude!! I say, as I fully welcome this pain
....It isn't her, is it? She isn't compelled to leave him? He knows when it happens, there's no stopping it. Nothing can. You have time to say goodbye, maybe spend another day or two together, but then the sea calls you back.... and you have to go.
The fear of losing Luna strikes like a pinch against Peter's perpetually-raw nerves, and he's swallowing against the nervous tightness in his throat, feeling a hint of the familiar sensation of panic. Thenβ
Dormiens regem.
The boy stiffens on instinct, eyes widening as the words stroke Paimon's spirit, pulling it forth for a moment. But then just as suddenly, the demon's following the command, obeying without question or hesitation, and Peter's body gives a sharp shudder as Paimon pulls himself into a deeper place within, quietly shuts himself down into that subconscious sleep-state. A pair of golden eyes closes, and he's left alone.
Peter gasps quietly, eyelids fluttering for a moment. She's.... sent Paimon into sleep; she doesn't want the demon here for what's going on. Peter's heart is flittering with more anxiety, and then Luna's reaching for him with those trembling hands, mouth gently brushing against his nose in a gentle kiss. He doesn't understand but he's tipping forwards for her all the same, wide-eyed as the girl hugs him so tightly. His arms come up around her to return the embrace, protective as he holds onto her, staring past her shoulder. )
I'm here. It's okay, I'm here. ( His voice is hushed, soft. She seems... shaken. Maybe scared. Something's upset her deeply. A hand lifts, finds the back of her head to gently brush his fingers into her hair. )
What did you see?