[Of course she knows, Peter. You're the furthest thing from subtle.]
Depends. Am I going to be talking to you, or should I be ready for your friend to make an appearance?
[There's a chance it reads with a more accusatory intonation than she intends after everything, but ever since the Other Peter took full control, she's often wondered who's in the driver's seat when she looks at him. The one saving grace is that while Paimon's been growing stronger, she's growing more accurate in her jumping--more able to blip away should she get a sense the house is about to become the stage for another cage fight.]
In case you hadn't noticed, your split personality has a thing for giant tantrums and throwing things around the room. But you're mostly the thing getting thrown around.
Not saying it's not fucked up, but I wouldn't still be living there if we were talking standing over my bed with an axe every night.
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Depends. Am I going to be talking to you, or should I be ready for your friend to make an appearance?
[There's a chance it reads with a more accusatory intonation than she intends after everything, but ever since the Other Peter took full control, she's often wondered who's in the driver's seat when she looks at him. The one saving grace is that while Paimon's been growing stronger, she's growing more accurate in her jumping--more able to blip away should she get a sense the house is about to become the stage for another cage fight.]
In case you hadn't noticed, your split personality has a thing for giant tantrums and throwing things around the room. But you're mostly the thing getting thrown around.
Not saying it's not fucked up, but I wouldn't still be living there if we were talking standing over my bed with an axe every night.
[Not to give Paimon ideas or anything.]