He just smirked at her words his yellow eyes narrowing heavily at her. No, he was not a fan of her at the moment. And to make matters worse she was acting like nothing was wrong.
With a flick of his hand he flung her against the wall, pinning against it a foot or so from the ground.
"You know, I like you, I go out on a limb to try to be friends and you repay me by handing the Colt over to THEM!" the last bit was yelled and he was right against her almost in the blink of an eye, his hand pressed to her chin.
"I don't know what you're playing at Ruby, but I do not like it," he said sneering at her. It was then the scent hit him. It was then that he realized just how against her nature she had gone.
Azazel wrinkled his nose in disgust, dropping his hand from her and his hold on her as well and stepping back. "You fucked an Angel." He commented, his tone made it clearly evident he wasn't sure if he should be amused or just completely disgusted.