When she opened the door, the first thing that Sam did was double take. For some reason, a completely illogical one in fact, he instantly imagined that this Margareta person would appear in the body that Ruby had been walking around in. He had forgotten, again, that this was not the Ruby that he knew. She was human. Alive. In her own body.
His mouth parted slightly in surprise. Definitely not what he had been expecting either. Sam still towered over her. That was probably the only thing that had not changed.
"Yeah - yes. Yes, I did." He stepped into the familiar apartment, attention firmly on the woman who had answered the door. It was difficult to not be fascinated by her. It was RUBY. Only...not.
"You...she." Sam cleared his throat and shoved his hands into his pockets. What a way to start the conversation. "She's helped me. And she's done a lot for me. I trust her with my life."