"That's true enough," she agrees. And what had made Greendale a perfect place for Satanic witches to settle, why they had been so keen to stay despite all that had happened there, was the very same thing that made it cursed. She'd never thought to leave. It had been the place she'd called home her entire life. Now it's taken Sabrina, she no longer worships the Dark Lord (or wants anything to do with him); she has no need to live above a door to the Nether Realm.

She shakes her head, gently swirling the liquid in her glass. "There's the coven to look after."