Joe ran his hands over his face in exasperation. This was so not happening. He had given a ton of thought to heaven, but he hadn't given any thought to whether demons existed or not. As a Christian, he thought that demons weren't something you needed to worry about while you were alive. He thought that you only had to deal with them when you were a douchenozzle and went to hell. But here they were, two demons, asking for entrance into their souls. And were they just going to say yes? He had to ask. "So... on the off chance we say no... will you just send us back?" he asked, putting his hands out defensively.<br/><br/>Aamu slithered back towards Joe and crawled around him so that he was sort of trapped in her long, snake-like body. He brushed against her, surprised to feel what felt like fur. However, it had a cool and misty quality to it. She pressed her face so close Joe's that he could've sworn they were touching. "You don't say no," she hissed at him, her voice reverberating in his ears. Joe nodded weakly, and she unfurled herself from around his person and rejoined Solomon at his side.<br/><br/>"Look," she started, trying to reason with them. "I'm not sure you understand the importance of the task we have at hand. We are talking about barriers breaking, demons being unleashed. If you can't do it, we're not sure if there's anyone else who can. Would you be alright with putting your world at risk because you didn't take one?" She was completely still. The colors of her mask drained until the patterns swiveled around and became patches of grays and dull reds.<br/><br/>Joe looked at Salem nervously and asked honestly, "Do you think this is a good idea? You heard what the gray guy said, like, we can't get into heaven if we help them, like, holy shit." He then looked Solomon in the eye and asked, "We're essentially condemning ourselves to this place if we agree. Do we actually have any chance of really helping the situation at hand?"