Sabrina just nods, breathing in Rosie's scent, her warmth, reminded again how the truest of the evils try to isolate her, try to get her alone and away from the constancy of the people that love her.

"That other part of me, it reacted to the demon. I wanted to tear it to pieces, I could feel the same feelings from when I was still his Herald, before the Apocalypse. Like I probably could tear it apart if I tried. And it wanted to trade."

All of this is whispered, and she exhales slowly.

"I need to be with you all, I need to remember I'm your Sabrina."