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[ It seems appropriate that he looks like he did when she first met him, given the topics she has in mind. ]

Tea it is.

[ She busies herself with finding cups and teabags as she speaks next; it keeps her from having to make eye contact. ]

How much do you know about demons?

Some small amount.

[ not quite so literal now, but he usually downplays his knowledge anyway. he watches her move about without moving himself, following her with his eyes. ]

You knew the one at the cathedral. Agilieth?

[ All right, there's only so much bustling she can do in the end. The hot water's in the pot, the bags are steeping; she finds a tray for the whole set-up and nods for Dream to join her at the table with her things. ]

I know of many of them.

[ he follows her a few steps behind, taking a seat as she sets the tray down. ]

[ A curious thought, as she pulls out her notebook: ] Do they dream?

They can. Some do.

[ he glances back up to her with a small tilt of his head. ]

Why?

[ She presses her lips together for a moment, looking at him like she's trying to guess what the next three chess moves around going to be -- then sighs. ]

You're not going to like it.

There's one here. In a human host, I mean. Does the word "chorum" mean anything to you?

[ his eyes narrow in return, even if she seems to give up her attempted maneuverings. ]

That would depend on the language of origin. In your world's Latin, it is the direction of Northwest.

Shit, it's Latin? My vocabulary's more, you know, ecumenical than directional.

[ She scribbles it down -- Latin, "Northwest" -- and frowns at the page. ]

Pretty sure the other languages it was speaking were Hebrew and Greek. Could be one of the western ones, then, and that's ... something.

[ Very fucking little, but something. ]

It spoke to you?

[ that piques his interest. ]

Mm, screamed at me. I was trying to adjure it to tell me its name and it gave me that, "chorum," and a couple other words. "Voreida"-something.

[ A grim shrug. ] Then it threw me across the room and blew the spell so hard we both got knocked out for a second.

As expected of a demon resisting restraint. What other words?

[ She shakes her head. ] Like I said. Hebrew and Greek, I think, but I can't remember more than some of the sounds. They might be rattling around in here-- [ She taps her temple. ] --if the spell breaking didn't kill those brain cells.

[ Concussions. Super bad for you. ]

I'm not holding my breath.

I see. Then why are you informing me of this demon?

'Cause I'm ...

[ Gotta say it sometimes, Constantine. ]

'Cause I don't know what to do. And I could use your help. If you'd give it.

[ were he anyone else, he might have given her some cocky or sarcastic reply to her asking for help. Dream, however, simply tilts his head again. ]

To what end?

[ His forbearance is noted and appreciated. But like, actually. ]

To find out its name, I think, first of all. After that -- I don't know.

[ She sighs, shakes her head, and moves to pour them each a cup of tea. It helps her feel like there's something to be done. ]

I've heard that exorcisms aren't likely to work. Wherever we are, we're not connected to Hell, so I can't send it packing. So, maybe a binding to make sure it can't hurt its host. Assuming I can figure out a ritual for that.

You misunderstand. Is the demon actively harming the host? Or others?

What?

[ She blinks at him, surprised. ]

It's not baking cookies for its neighbors. The host thinks he's been cursed.

How so? What actions have been taken or made?

What are you, its lawyer?

[ She sounds more surprised than angry. This is not really how she expected this conversation to go. ]

You seek to meddle. I merely wish to know why you deem it warranted.

Because a person has a right to their own fucking body. He didn't ask for this. This demon and -- some magicians or cult or something, its human agents, they tried to expel him from his own body.

And you will prevail upon yourself to resolve the issue for them.

[ She stares at him, genuinely flummoxed. If Crowley had been leery of her meddling with another demon, sure, she might get that. This? Not so much. ]

I'm trying to help a kid who's losing his mind because he has a demon in his soul.

Is that a problem for you, or something?

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