"A man with faith," she said, picking up on his phrasing. "Interesting." That, in and of itself, was enough to get her to open the door and invite him in, for the amusement factor if nothing else. What faith though, she wondered. How would he react if he knew what he was talking to? There was nothing more entertaining than humans with religion. They could be way more fucked up than any demon Hell could hope to put out, but the fun part was they never knew it. Meg at least knew she was evil. The Holy War types? They never did.
"Room's too small," she said, by way of explanation. "Doing a little expand and annex. Not sure how much help a blind man's gonna be." She reached for her hammer.