Room Service

"This thing," the exorcist asked, "is the possessed child?"

"Yes, Bearer Thomas." said Arthur.

"Well, then since you insist on … protecting him, carry him this way, toward the cells."

"That way is the domicile."

"Yes, the monk cells, where our acolytes sleep."

"Wait. You're treating a demon as a guest?"

"Arthur. I'm sure you know that one's odds of surviving an exorcism increase if one starts with all health meters at full."

"Meaning no insult, this thing nearly took out Tamson Smythe."

Thomas drew himself up vertically. "Tamson Smythe has no position within these walls. He may seek his vengeance outside of them. While the child is in our care, he shall be treated as our order demands."

Ha, so many details are lost when one is without vision. But no, I can speak of such things without vision.

"So long as we guard his door." Arthur said.