Her face seemed to fall as he could only skim the book. Her eyes losing a little of their brightness, as he flipped the pages. Seemed she wasn't the most happy with that particular strategy, but there was little else he could do, being presented with so much information at a single time. There would be no way to read the book page for page there with her. That would take an investment of several days. But he was looking for facts relevant to their current task. Things about demons, and how to fight demons. He flipped through pages on a wide variety of other topics, but it seems she'd come to specialize in this, much unlike his own choice of career. He still found it a little surprising that she was a demon hunter. Someone so pretty. So delicate looking. But, looks could be, and in this case, were, deceiving. She probably hunted, on a daily basis, quarry more dangerous than he did, himself.
She reached from behind him, and started flipping past the pages, arriving at one point in particular, and pointing to the parts she considered to contain the most important information. How to identify a person that was being possessed or controlled by a demon. How to recognize whether or not a demon had been present in an area. Signs, and symbols, and omens. And most importantly, how to combat them. Though she'd said there was no way she knew of to actually kill one. That definitely took demon hunting out of his comfort zone. He scowled a little.
"Water, and salt and drawing pictures... stacked against immortality, and absolute power. Yeah, doesn't sound like they have much of a weakness at all to me." He sighed. But she was already talking about her exorcisms. And as she pointed out the words on the page, she read them aloud. Latin, obviously. Most likely that incantation had been around since the days of the first Bible ever written. The Word of God, in a very literal definition. Once she was done, he tried to read aloud from the words, as they were written.
And it was an absolute disaster.
"Exercise. Exercise-imus -spiritus." He coughed. "Uhm-Omni... pot is a satanicas." He just shook his head, and looked up at her. "Yeah... I'm... sorry about that. I'm gonna have to practice that before I've even got half a shot at it. I don't do stuff like this very often, as you can probably tell. Well... ever, really. As it sits, I don't have a chance in Hell, pardon the pun, of getting it right. I don't suppose you'd mind letting me write that down so I can have time to learn it?" He shook his head, and went back to just listening to what she was saying. She was obviously the authority here after all.
"Okay, so if I can start learning that exorcism spell, and also I guess learning how to draw one of those traps, then I'd at least be able to defend myself while we figure out what the whole story is here, and how we can stop that door from opening. Because from what you're saying, I get the feeling that the only way to really thwart this, is to find their endgame, and set it up somehow, so that whatever they want becomes impossible. Unlike my usual jobs, we can't just hunt down whoever's responsible and put a bullet in them." He chuckled. "Well, guess we could, it just wouldn't do any good.
He looked down at the pendant as she looped it around his neck, unsure exactly what she was up to. He didn't know precisely what the jewelry was, but based on its similarity to some of the pictures in that book, he was able to wager a guess.
"You're right about that. Wouldn't want to go getting myself possessed. Though I wouldn't have even considered such a thing in the realm of possibility a few days ago, it's something that won't be leaving the forefront of my mind now, you can rest assured. As for questions, I can't think of any. Except that you let me copy that spell, and the trap circle, out of your book, so that I can learn them for myself?"