... I assume that's what he was looking at, in one of the videos at Fern's trial back in July. He was poking at Fern's mind. [ Meddling. And look at how badly it had upset Fern, set him off. She remembers the other videos, the green eyes of the demon. It would lash out, but she doesn't.... think it was to hurt Fern. Not when she knows what she knows. ] I'd met the demon, yes. He hadn't harmed me. But I— didn't trust Mr. Sims. Not with things about Fern. Not after what he'd done.

[ Trying to help. They thought Phthalo was hurting him. Luna puts her head in her hands, eyes closing for a long moment. The question is if she trusts Varian with it.

Her expression grows grim, eyes sombre. She's torn. But now she's incredibly worried. How have they tried to help? ]

Varian, what have you done?