I suppose he does, yes. [ There's a sombre nod. No one would certainly ask to feel like this. Although... something shifts in her expression, then. Luna certainly knows Peter often punishes himself. That everything that's happened to him, that he should feel the way he does — all because of an accident, because Charlie died. It's hard when someone decides they should be miserable for the things that they've supposedly done. ]

It comes and goes. Sometimes he... well, he's not alright, but it doesn't seem so harsh. Other times it's not. Winter is especially difficult for him. [ And it's soon fast approaching. It's already September. ]

I know I do help, I think I make it better. I make things lighter. But sometimes I don't feel like I know how to help.