Oh. Talk to Hester in that manner and it was easy to earn her forgiveness.
She and Lee, though, thought that Susan's question was, in a way, oddly put. "Dæmons," he said anyway to her so that she finally knew what to call Hester the next time she tried to describe her. "With an A and E. Don't ask me how they're called that," Lee chuckled as he put his hat back to his head before he bent to pick up Hester from the ground and carry her like a child might a toy -- in his arms and against his chest. "We're from Texas, born and raised," he answered simply. "Been ages since I returned home, though. And if you don't mind my noticing, Ms. Susan, you don't sound like you're from around here, either." He tipped his head a little to the side as a form of a shrug. "Least not to begin with."