( He's listening, even through waves of his own discomfort — it'll never be easy, maybe, to think about what Michael really is and what he was once capable of, and maybe still could be capable of. But it's not like how it used to be for Peter at all, and there's more empathy than fear now. His hands clasp together for a moment as he gives a soft hum of thought. )

It's different for me, too. The first time was one way, the second time was another. I guess that's part of how this... fucking place works. ( It seems almost designed to keep throwing you off your game. When you think you know the ways you can become a monster, it shows you new ones. )

But yeah... sleep'll probably help. There's stuff like meditation, too. Lately I'm playing video games again. ( Little ways to try to stave it off. )

Being alone is like the worst thing for it, I think. Which sucks when all you want to do is be alone. ( Like, he gets it. Plenty of times Peter's tried to hole himself away. But Luna always makes sure he can't stay alone too long. )

...You ever try weed?