( He hadn't even considered it in that way. There's simply never been any thought in the demon that Luna would use him or manipulate him in such a manner, and even now... he doesn't see it as the same thing.
Of course, he still barely remembers what had happened, then. It's like someone else's life, or someone else's dream. Every once in awhile there are snippets of understanding, but... he doesn't explicitly remember The Cult, The People. Even Grandma is something strange and foreign to him, as much as some part of him remembers warmth and comfort associated with the woman. He's never sure which parts are really him. He still feels like too many people, sometimes.
....But through all of what's lost about him, Luna's always been something to hang onto. He trusts her unflinchingly — which perhaps could be dangerous, but... no. No, he doesn't feel used by her. He knows he doesn't. And he certainly can relate to the concept of being some warped version of one's self. )
Your mind was not... the same. Your reality was not the same. I know. I understand.
( After being influenced by various town effects and other people, he's learned that. Thanks to Luna. Even after he'd hurt her in scarring ways, even if it had taken her a long time to feel comfortable around him again, Luna hadn't turned her back on him or shirked from her care. )
....you are...gentle. To every one. Every thing. Forgiving.
cw: identity confusion things bc this turned Deep
Of course, he still barely remembers what had happened, then. It's like someone else's life, or someone else's dream. Every once in awhile there are snippets of understanding, but... he doesn't explicitly remember The Cult, The People. Even Grandma is something strange and foreign to him, as much as some part of him remembers warmth and comfort associated with the woman. He's never sure which parts are really him. He still feels like too many people, sometimes.
....But through all of what's lost about him, Luna's always been something to hang onto. He trusts her unflinchingly — which perhaps could be dangerous, but... no. No, he doesn't feel used by her. He knows he doesn't. And he certainly can relate to the concept of being some warped version of one's self. )
Your mind was not... the same. Your reality was not the same. I know. I understand.
( After being influenced by various town effects and other people, he's learned that. Thanks to Luna. Even after he'd hurt her in scarring ways, even if it had taken her a long time to feel comfortable around him again, Luna hadn't turned her back on him or shirked from her care. )
....you are...gentle. To every one. Every thing. Forgiving.
My witch. You must also be gentle to your self.