In the kitchen, another heretofore unseen nun (new nuns EVERYWHERE this week) is slicing deli meat at singing some churchy song of another. At the table behind her, a young African American patient named Miles is hearing voices. His own voice, really, and it's angrily chastising him, wondering when he's going to step up and "be a hero" for once in his miserable life. He yells out loud for the voice to shut the hell up and Sister Mary Waferthin takes offense. He clarifies that he wasn't talking to her. She says shouting won't do anyone any good. The voice agrees with her and once again commands Miles to "do something." So he lies that the meat slices are looking a bit uneven and offers to inspect the slicer. Sister Mary Wafterthin lets him and it seems, for a moment, that the voice intends for Miles to do her harm. But no. He sets the blade spinning and, with the voice still screaming at him, lowers his wrists to it, spraying his blood everywhere and crying out in pain.
Cut to Frank explaining to Devil Eunice that they were able to stop the bleeding, but he's going to need a lot of stitches. Sister Mary Wafterthin cries to Eunice that Sister Jude is going to be so mad at her (so I guess the memo hasn't circulated yet), but Eunice ignores her. She's fixated at what Miles drew in his blood on the wall. It's a three-letter word, though the letters aren't from our alphabet. They resemble two lowercase "n"s and a capital "E" turned about 45-degrees counterclockwise. Eunice stares at the word -- a name, as she tells Frank, written in ancient Aramaic. On the soundtrack, we hear a faint, animalistic growling. The Devil feels threatened. With real fear in her eyes, Devil Eunice asks Miles how he knows that name. Miles doesn't even know it's a name -- he doesn't know how he wrote it. She bends closer to him: "Did you summon her?" Frank's eager to get Miles stitched, up and Eunice orders that Miles then be placed in isolation. "GET THIS WALL SCRUBBED UP!" she orders, and then storms out. Glad to know something can actually spook the Devil.
All stitched up, Miles is now in isolation. Frank clearly likes the guy and asks if he's all right. "I don't wanna be here no more," Miles tells Frank. Not the room -- the world. Frank, saddened, pats Miles on the shoulder and walks out. The lights in the isolation ward clunk off one by one. Miles is all alone... but not for long. The Angel appears, telling him he summoned her. She's here to help him, if that's what he wants. Fighting through tremendous pain, he starts pulling out his stitches. "Help me!" he begs. His arm starts bleeding out again. "Shall I kiss you, Miles?" the Angel offers. "And make this all go away?" She's not sinister. This isn't a trick. She's easing his pain. Once again, we see her unfurl her wings. This time, her kiss lands. The "kiss of death" metaphor is obvious, but so is everything on this show. It works. Miles is dead. Suddenly, the Angel hears a noise. "Who's there?" she asks. "Who dares look upon Shachath?" That's a lot of Hebrew "chhh" sounds coming from such a WASP-y looking lady. Of course, it's Devil Eunice at the door. She tries to maintain the façade of being just a simple nun, but the Angel senses it in her soon enough. She addresses her as "Cousin," clearly adversarial, but she's resigned to it, like they've been at this for a very long time. Eunice orders her dark cousin to leave, but the Angel says she was invited here, unlike the Devil. She says the woman she's inhabiting -- who's still in there somewhere -- cries out to her. Suddenly, Regular Eunice breaks through and immediately she's crying and begging the Angel to release her. Sigh. Regular Eunice. I respect your work, Ms. Angel, but please just let Regular Eunice stay in the back seat. "OH SHUT UP YOU STUPID SOW," Devil Eunice screams, wresting back control. "She likes it here," she tells the Angel. "We like it. We have work left to do." The Angel says she does as well and that they'll meet again."