Davina couldn't think about the alternative or she might never get past her anger. She missed Vincent in a way she'd never expected, but the older witch always looked out for her. "I don't even know what I'd say. Fuck you for leaving me to have my soul shredded?" Regardless, she'd still experienced the brief moment of it and Davina hated every moment of it.
She looked up at the face of the person she loved most in the world, a hand running through his hair. "We get a happy ending, so I can be a bit more understanding." Even if she hated it, more than anything. "I didn't hope you'd show up. It seemed like a way to set myself up for disappointment. But, I missed you. And yes, we'll get through this together."