After today, I don't care anymore; it turns out you can find common ground with a mutant occultist.
-Of course, of course, esteemed demon, come in, come in. Would you like us to escort you to the city? Perhaps some tea?
(when your brother says that his cat gives him useful advice):
-HERETIC! ARTERIA WILL PUNISH! IT WILL PUNISH!
Where do we end up when we save the world?