Nick's brows shot up again, and he frowned at Daimon for several long moments. On the one hand, he'd think an exorcism would be easier if the thing was neutralized (not that he knew much more about it than he'd read in reports or seen in movies). On the other hand, though, he highly doubted it could escape the room and thought that between the three of the they could handle it in a worst-case kind of scenario. Maybe. But he still didn't feel good about any of it, one way or another. "The fucking thing can still talk," he pointed out, and then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "You know what, do what you have to, whatever."
He led them to the hatch in the floor and a ladder down into the room and gestured them to descend while he went to the control panel and entered a few commands. The energy beams powered down and, when Nick followed them into the cell, the hatch slid closed and locked. They were stuck in here with it now and Wanda was stirring.