Leon just nods, solemnly. He gets it. If they can avoid following in her footsteps here, they should.

He breathes out, slowly.

"So no matter what happens, someone dies. Or maybe Pratibha doesn't die, but I don't really want to think about what happens if the house starts to get too desperate." Kind of brings to mind the way a body starts to cannibalize itself when it gets into the deep stages of starvation. Nonessentials go first. "So what do we do? Ideally we could sever the connection safely somehow and get us all out of here, but I'm not good enough at Catholicism to be an exorcist, and I doubt you are either."