She sighed, her features softening as she watched him wrestle with his own internal conflict. Part of her wanted to slap him across the face--to slap Sam across the face for the mental browbeating that she knew must be going on behind those brown eyes--but that would have only added insult to injury.
"It's okay," she said, reaching out to touch his shoulder. She was half expecting him to flinch, but wanting to offer some kind of reassurance; and above all, she was trying not to think about the possibility that Ruby might actually be playing them both for saps. "We'll figure it out."
Stepping out of the broken circle, she picked up her purse, reaching for the new Camelot iPhone that she'd received in the mail. Again, she didn't even look at her old phone yet, so she never saw the message alert from Clyde. "If they don't know where he is, then they can probably find track him down. Have you talked to anyone else yet since Annie went missing?"
There was no bargaining, no 'if I help you, then you have to promise not to use any information you might learn against me.' Just straight to the business of finding Azazel--and finding Annie.