Protections were probably the best way to start. She ran through the various herbs needed for the demonic protection first, it the most pertinent one to Sam right now. “I get the stuff various places, Herb shops, witchy new age stores. A few of them actually know their stuff, and some I special order. The herbs are one part of it. Now with the demonic and angelic protections as well as a lot of the hexing itself its the wording that means most. The binding. My magic is...well you know where it comes from. You know what I call on to do it. Can you be okay with that?. Could you do that?”
She picked up a few more pieces of herbs that she wanted for the demonic bag, showing them to Sam as she pressed them into the material. Various bits and pieces she needed.
“Then there are the dead rabbits...” she said with a smirk, pointing to a small bowl containing what could only be blood but without the sulphuric scent he’d come to know so well, all the same it amused her thinking of this part, knowing Dean’s dislike of witches in general, “I can keep doing that bit”
She mixed a few more herbs together and looked up to Sam handing him a book, written in Latin and decidedly fixated on Infernal Magic.
“If you don’t feel comfortable with it its alright. We can stop.”