"Well, speaking as pretty much a feral brujo, I say you shouldn't diss the underdog, right?" Nova says. "And if he hasn't shown up yet, not much you can do, right? Except wait around and worry about it. Sounds like a literal damned if you do, damned if you don't."

Salem rubs his head lightly against his fingers but before Nova can attempt a real pet, the familiar turns his attention back to Sabrina or, really, talks to her. He closes his hand and puts it back into his pocket, willing the gesture to look casual. "Yeah, I'm a'ight."