"Oh. Okay." But his voice is heavy with confusion, because that's a very unusual name, and he knows it. Why does he know it?

The parasite settles a little when Darling leans back and away, and Tom pouts a bit at being denied the touch.

"That? Thaaaaat is just. Some Darkness. Nothing I'm not uuuused to." But if he focuses, he can feel it there. The Dark Presence doesn't normally feel like much.

He frowns, staring at it.

"...Wait. Wait, something is... something isn't right."