Ellen is actually humming while she works. This is the sort of thing she should have done a long time ago. Why hadn't she again?

She makes the final mark of the sigil and caps her paint can finally, brushing hair out fo her face. Flipping back a rug - because she's defacing property, but no reason it can't be pretty - she looks up at Ed.

"Devil's traps, a few banishing sigils for ghosts and evil spirits." She pauses for a minute. "You live with your brother right? I can do your rooms to keep the nasties out if you want."