"I don't know who that person is, but you can go check?"

"My dad."

"... Ah. Do you want to right now? I can explain things to my dad while you do. Hell, I can put an invisibility spell on you if you give me like - ten minutes, if you're worried about him seeing you and you having wings. Hidden under a trenchcoat they might be."

"If there's a Charlie there I think I'd want to talk to him."

"Is your dad going to be annoyed about you letting a demon run loose? I'm not in a hurry."

"He might be? But I am good at explaining things and he trusts my judgement, so."

"Okay." Cam looks both ways, then makes a motorcycle out of nothing and hops on it and zooms down the street without a helmet.

Darren snorts, and then goes and explains things to his dad.

Cam is back on the motorcycle a few minutes later and parks it in the relevant driveway.

There is a brunette, sitting outside. "Hi, shirtless trenchcoat guy. Darren has spilled the beans." She waves. "What's up? Cool motorcycle."

"I'm glad you like it. Are you his sister or something?"

"Got it in one! Yup, sister. Darren is geeking out, by the way, he's like 'Eeeee maybe the medallions will actually work eeeee' and that's why I'm outside."

"Well, maybe they will. Should I go in, do you suppose? I can make arbitrary things, but ex- I mean internet access isn't one of them, at least not easily, so I should probably be slightly on the grid while I work out how what I remember matches this place."

Shrug. "Go for it. Pretty sure dad and Dare will be competing to make sure you are not left out in the metaphorical cold."

"Okay," agrees another voice. "Be careful, please. Do I need to grab Lynn and get her to check him over? Actually, you know what, nevermind, she's probably already on her way because she is Lynn."

"Hullo," says Cam. "For whatever it's worth, it totally felt like a normal summon from my end. And also, the house is there but Charlie's not in it, I peeked in a window and the stuff and the paint job's wrong."

"Hi," says Darrendad. "Glad you're here, uh - guy."

"So hypothetically I could probably send him back through his method, but neither of us want to, he could possibly make medallions and - actually I don't even know why he'd want to stay, general altruism?"

"My name's Cam. Yeah, Hell's tacky but very comfortable, not a lot to do there that's of meaningful use to anybody - and off-leash a century and a half ago relative to when it is at home is much more opportunity to do general impact than bound to a specific limited task and not allowed to talk, which is the usual condition when I'm summoned."

"Why the specific task and no talking? Bad reasons, or...?"

"People are afraid I will talk them out of their souls."

Eyebrow raise. "Any stock to that?"