Something weird was going on. Sabrina could almost understand having dreams she couldn't fully comprehend, but visions were kind of pushing it - and Killian didn't seem like he knew what happened either. At least she wasn't alone when it happened. For that, she was grateful.
She was still feeling a bit off. She supposed it made sense in light of what happened.
"Awesome, wow," she snarked in a deadpan tone. She went to check on the ice cream in an attempt to distract herself before she fell into a pattern of overthinking it, Killian's words echoing in her head. Much as she wanted to believe him, the urge to scoff at his more positive outlook was rising. She didn't though; perhaps Killian was right in a way.
"I've always known that there was something different about me, even before I found out that I was a witch. I just assumed that I could balance everything, but when Harvey broke up with me after I told him about my powers and what I did, I should have seen that it was a sign of things to come." She smiled sadly. "I've been in a total of two relationships. The first one fizzled because of me. The second, well it was a combination of things. Maybe I'm just destined to be alone, the spinster niece."