Sabrina lets him move her, so long as she has hold of him in some way, wherever he will, whether to the couch or all the way to her room. Apparently calmed or relieved in some way that Charlie's here, Salem has moved to a windowsill, where he can watch the road with a lashing, thumping tail.

It's somewhere around here that Sabrina comes apart, all the pieces she'd been holding in place tumbling down, and she's crying so hard she can barely breathe.