Wincing, Les watches the demon twist Joel's arm back behind his body, nearly wrenching it from the socket so hard Les can hear the crunch of his shoulder. Good thing is Coop and him can heal that later. Bad news is still the demon that doesn't know when to leave like a bad houseguest. He crosses the threshold and uses his powers to shut the front door behind him. There is no time left to waste, and he heads over to Joel where the demon flung him to the ground. Les listens as the man murmurs something to Spencer. He can't quite make out the words, but he doubts it matters at this point.

"Nerium, sweetheart. I know you're probably at home---" Les waves his hand lazily. Even though he's talking to a room without Nerium in it, she'll hear him. It's a benefit of being his soulbearer. "--- busy doing whatever it is you do on a Tuesday night. I dunno. Evil knitting? But now's a good time for a visit. Like right now," he says. Now that he's summoned Nerium, he knows she'll come.

In the meantime, he looks down at the demon with a knowing smile. It has two problems. One, Joel doesn't look ready to give up. Les suspects the main reason has something to do with the man laying beside him. Two, since returning from the cave, Les hasn't been able to sleep. Memories, real memories of his mother are haunting him, and he is trying to be but he isn't okay. He was up to three a.m. reading every text in his basement that had anything in them about demons or vanquishing spells. No matter what they are getting rid of this asshole demon tonight.