“Don’t tie me down I didn’t do anything it was Wren… Oh… You were talking to Wren. Okay, going back to bed now… Unless… Need any help tying him down?”
“ANNA!”
“Okay! Okay! Goodnight, Busy. Goodnight, Wren. Goodnight creepy voice possessing Wren’s soul.”
I’m loving Busy’s expression in that last pannel.
Yup, PTSD.