"Only if you want the church to hire you." He says, briefly glancing over at her, giving the coffee mug a lazy wash, and setting it aside to dry. He turns towards her as he dried his hands off, "There are freelancers, and people who do it without pay. The fact is, if you hunt demons, you're a demon hunter."

Adam snaps out the towel he was using and drapes it over a chair. "The least we can do is make you decent at it."

He checks his stuff, making sure he's got everything. "Ask your questions now. I won't be staying here." 

Already, his mind was on what he had to set up at his own place, and internally grumbling about the lack of sleep he was going to face. He had to make sure they weren't followed, afterall.