[Even having Wirt be willing to think the thought is better progress than Cami might have expected when she first came into the room. Like all things it would take time, but she suspects Wirt would eventually grow tired of the isolation—and if she’s wrong, Cami’s all too willing to drag him out herself.

At the present, however, she watches Wirt’s reaction to the contents of the poem; from horror to recognition emotions flit across his face, confused shock as another potential power of Bill’s comes to light.] He might have some form of telepathy. Considering what else he’s capable of, it doesn’t seem beyond the realm of possibility.

[And it would put him in an even better position to take advantage of Wirt, giving him just the right buttons to push, including by proxy. She’s quick to shake her head when the boy asks about his brother.] He said that, but it doesn’t mean it’s happened, or that it’s going to. [Wirt himself asserts as much, but with a lingering note of uncertainty that prompts Cami’s quick agreement. Regardless of the fact that he’d made a deal with Bill, Cami believes that when it comes to protecting Greg, Wirt would do what’s right.]

You’re right. Whatever this Beast is, you’re strong enough to resist him, Wirt. I have faith in you.