He nodded. "Yeah. Hospitals. Jane Does... private rooms. We should call around once we've finished checking the arcades." And at that he couldn't help rolling his eyes, realising how ridiculous it sounded. They were checking arcades for their Lord and Creator. Bartleby had to stop and take a breath.
"Like I said, it was life support last time. These three demons from Hell attacked Her... it's-- well, you'd be surprised at how easy it technically is when She's not Herself." He didn't think a mortal could do it. They wouldn't be quick enough on the draw before She reverted back to Her true form, simply shedding the mortal form and opening Her mouth to utter the shortest phrase. A demon, on the otherhand, especially a demon from this world, could do it. If they were prepared.
Bartleby shook his head slightly before looking up at Eve. "She's not stupid. I want to know how the fuck --if She really is in trouble-- someone found out who She was hiding as. Demons can sense something off about Her, but it's not like there's a sign over Her head, 'Beat the shit out of me, I'm God'."