"But, let's say we had a demon held up at home. They wouldn't be waiting for me here, right? Generally small objects?" Maybe like the Book of Shadows? He knew the Book could project itself but he still didnt like the idea of it alone, out of the manor.

Gabriel was in for a treat. Chris grew up with Piper after all. He probably baked cookies with her dozens of times. And vanquishing potions. Cookies tasted better.

"Your....thing?" That was ominious.