[The movement didn't go unnoticed. She hadn't once struck him as an insecure woman, so the motion of tucking her legs towards her was not one of seeking security. In fact, she was quite a powerful woman and he knew that before he watched her put Satan back in his place. So, the gesture had been something else, and Crowley took it as the invitation it was.

Hesitantly, he sat in the cleared space, still giving her plenty of room to stretch back out considerably. He wasn't but a twig of a demon, after all.]

I was entertaining the same thought. At least, not magic in the same sense. 'Miracles' we've always called it. Might as well be magic, but doesn't follow the same rules. Doesn't follow any rules, really. There's 'policy' rules, but those are enforced by our respective bosses and our own morals.