"You're right. It's not any of your business."

And chances are it would have been left there, but... Zelda likes the sound of her own voice too much to not elaborate.

"Humans and witches were never intended to mingle. We are decedents of Lilith, and our powers have been granted to us by Satan who we owe our fealty. Humans are ephemeral beings, the False God's flight of fancy, and where you are likely headed, child, has no place for us."

Which really, is fine. Hell for mortals is no picnic. They're far better off in their stupid little Heaven.

"However, that hasn't always remained true. Sabrina being a prime example."