The disgust in his eyes would help. The glare. Ruby lashed out with a stake pulled from her coat ending the bitch and turning back to Sam.
"You are, you're worth more than me, more than anyone"
She couldn't hear this. Couldn't hear him talk himself down, not Sam. Not the one who was going to help her with what needed to be done. The one she knew was going to be something special. Like Azazal had wanted for him but more besides. They called him the Boy King, the demon Antichrist, the Angels feared what he could become Castiel said so often enough, but Ruby knew, she knew Sam was the one who could learn control, who could hold on to the power. She knew.
She pulled him to his feet and slammed him back against the wall landing a swift punch.
"Its what you want huh? To suffer for letting her down, for walking away"
It occoured to Ruby for a moment that for anyone other than a demon this might be considered twisted.