Raph lay there quietly as Dipper worked on the collar, sighing in relief as it melted away into dust, feeling a strange energy flow back into him. With it came that strange feeling of feeling fragmented, like there were reflections of himself in his head, but he also started to feel better immediately.

They weren't dead. They weren't dead thanks to these two kids and witch girl there.

"Hey, Glinda," he called out to Nico, before she managed to walk away, his voice still slightly breathless. "Thanks."