Connor looked back over his shoulder as they walked, knowing that the extended presence of a deadly sin would be damaging. He shook his head at the demon's behaviour. "Mortals are stronger then you think. Lust can be combated, as can all the other deadly sins. I love Elizabeth, and while I want her physically, I want her to be safe. Sadly, you don't understand" 

He set a chair in the middle of the devil's trap that was in the middle of the basement, its markings laid out in Iron, and Connor smiled. It was a professional trap, Demon's having a problem with iron, as well as with the trap itself. And the iron couldn't be smudged away, so there was no chance a demon would escape.

He directed Elizabeth to sit down, reluctantly using the chains to connect the cuffs, preventing any escape. He stepped outside the circle of the trap, and opened his book, flipping pages, he began to chant, his voice rising and falling as he spoke in Latin. He made sure to pronounce each word correctly, watching Elizabeth, waiting for the demonic presence to be banished back to hell