Aamu followed Salem in through the ceiling, slithering into the hallway that led to the family room. She short of turned when she heard Salem's voice, though her entire head clipped through the wall like they were in a shitty video game. "No," she hissed, her shadowy form seeming to bristle. She thought about what she'd said for a minute, and then her mask flashed a bright yellow before shifting to a burnt orange. "Yes," she said sheepishly, crawling further into the house, away from Salem so she couldn't be chastised further.<br/><br/>Joe blinked and stepped in after Salem. He watched his demon slither into Salem's house and then called out to Mary. "Mary, we're back... and not in trouble?" he said, his proclamation sounding more like a question. They weren't totally in the clear yet. Well, Joe was. Salem's job? Not so much. He followed Aamu into the house and sought out Mary. "Are you alright?" he asked, still looking for her. He saw Aamu scouring through the house, flitting through the walls in search of the things on Solomon's list.